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DEDICATION 

It g^ives me great pleasure to dedicate this book to 
to all that suffer; to my readers; and friends. I also 
dedicate it to my beloved father and mother, Mr. and 
Mrs. L. R. Perkins; to my two dear brothers; to my 
three sweet, pure, lovely sisters; to my dear friends, 
Dr. Willard P. Burke and all his family and friends; 
to Dr. Benjamin Franklin Burke and his two children, 
Willard Franklin Burke, and daughter, Millie Burke; 
to my beloved husband, Charles Wilder Glass, and to 
our only child, Jennie May Glass. 


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INTRODUCTION 


I am going to try and express my love for suffering 
humanity in this work. I write this book to prove 
there is no death. Please bear in mind, my dear 
readers, this novel is not refering to any living person 
or edifice on earth now in existence. I have pictured 
it in a pleasing novel form simply to lighten the burden 
of life. 

All that transpires in the unseen world is founded 
on facts. My mother and Benjamin Franklin Burke, 
M.D., inspired this book. He was born in Lake 
county, California, in 1863 ; he died in 1894 at Lytton 
Springs, Cal. I knew his folks, but not himself. My 
husband knew him well. Dr. Burke and my mother 
tell me some of the wonderful things they have experi- 
enced in other worlds. My mother died only a few 
years ago. She tells me of her new home in Heaven, 
of her clothes, jewels, etc., all of which I have seen, 
clairvoyantly, when visiting Mars, her home. My 
sweet little mother’s name was Adelaide Elizabeth H. 
Perkins. She died December 6, 1912. Early, about the 
tenth day after her transmission, she came to me. I 
saw her distinctly, I felt her kiss me on my lips many 
times. I heard her talk to me lovingly and tenderly. 
Later at sunrise I saw her sweet face, as young as her 
girlhood pictures, materialize close to my own. My 
husband was sleeping in the room. 

If you long to attract Christ and his Holy Angels 
and your unseen friends, you can, if you develop the 
same as I do. To see angels as I do, you must diet, 
keep in perfect health, work and pray so evil, ignorant 
spirits cannot harm you. Be calm, sincere, aspirational ; 
relax nerve and muscle. Evil thoughts will attract low 
spirits to you. To develop the soul one must keep 
very cheerful, knowing there is no death, cherish a 


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fraternal, prayerful, angelic spirit. Keep your soul 
mounted high up on wings of faith ; trust ; love. Keep 
in an ecstasy of prayer with God and' His Saints. 
Learn to attract real archangels from the highest 
planes by wise and good thoughts. “As one thinketh, 
so is he.” 

I have proven in this book that there is no death ; 
that sex is divine ; that we never lose our sex or indi- 
viduality in Heaven. The body is the temple of the 
Holy Ghost, and is very sacred. It is a crime to permit 
one girl on earth to fall, as that one soul is part of God. 

I was a Baptist until lately. I still love that church 
and all other churches. I would give my life to make 
the world as happy as I am now, knowing that the 
Bible is true. 

For years I was the worst type of skeptic. After 
developing the senses, some more than others, it is a 
fact, I have established interplanetary communication. 
I am a Christian psychic. I believe in God, the Christ 
and his angels. I communicate with saints daily. I 
hear their sweet voices teaching me how to live a beau- 
tiful life. When I see my loved ones I am happy. It 
is a breath from Heaven to travel in dreams, to other 
brighter worlds. Yet often when I am wide awake, 
in the sunshine I see supernal visions, that prove to 
my soul beyond a doubt that my dreams were true. 
The soul is immortal. Sacred thoughts attract my 
mother and other angels, as I gaze on them with rap- 
ture, my soul is filled with love and ecstasy. I have 
proven in this book there is no death. Dr. Burke and 
my mother and other invisible helpers have proven this 
to me a thousand times. Since I know there is no 
death I worship God a thousand times more than ever. 

The Bible tells us in many places of the great bless- 
ing God has in store for us. He loves us, protects us, 
works for us. He rules and watches over us, and sends 
our own loved ones back to comfort and protect us. 
Every one has beautiful guardian angels to protect 
them. 

My dear readers, this romance is founded on facts. 
All journeys to other worlds are true, experiences of 
my own. All journeys are emblems of immortality. 
This book was written to inspire love for' God and 


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humanity, to comfort and rest you. It is a guide to 
health, wealth and happiness. I want to unite all 
creeds in harmony, love and peace. Oh ! if I could 
only calm and comfort the broken hearts and souls of 
all that suffer. We must bring about universal peace 
and sweet harmony to the weary, tired souls that 
mourn. Let us so love the world that we can make it 
a place of peace and ecstasy instead of a place of war, 
hate and poverty. Universal love and education will 
bring peace and plenty. I want to unite all creeds in- 
harmony love and peace. I respect all creeds, all 
churches, for we need them all. They bind our hearts 
closer together. If they would only know that Death 
is sweet, sacred and beautiful ; it is the golden key to 
love and immortality. We are all one church, one uni- 
versal family, all praying to our Father; all working to 
go to Heaven. God’s glorious Heaven is for all. This 
fact alone makes us one large family. I believe in the 
resurrection of the body and life everlasting. I know 
all sin is punished. 

I have had hundreds of tests from the unseen world, 
each one is enough to prove there is no death. I have 
been in constant communication with my grandmother 
and dear invisible friends for over ten years. Now that 
I know we live again my life is filled with sunshine, 
love and ecstasy. Long as I am here I intend to work 
for God and His holy angels. The world is beautiful 
since I no longer fear death. I know there is no 
death. 

I thank God with all my soul for precious immor- 
tality. I pray daily for more wisdom, and strength to 
work in His vineyard. Our Creator needs cheerful 
workers. Jesus longs for tender, earnest helpers now. 
What a blessed comfort to know His words are all 
true when you suffer and are abused by ignorant, heart- 
less people. Pray to God for comfort. He will answer 
your prayers. Prayers will comfort and rest all over- 
worked souls. All farmers, housekeepers and everyone 
that works mentally or physically should plan all 
work previously so as to have time for rest and study. 
Perfect health and order makes work attractive. We 
can be as happy in this world as our unseen helpers 
are in other worlds. I am happy working to make 


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every one rich and as happy as I am. I am working 
hard for international peace and universal liberty, 
wealth and harmony. 

This book is a golden key that unlocks the pearly 
gates of Heaven if you live up to its teachings. If my 
book is carefully and intelligently read to the end, it 
will prove to the intelligent, scientific mind there is no 
death or immortal hell. Yet we must suffer for every 
sin. 

Make a daily habit of hard study, develop the men- 
tality, the soul, especially the sixth sense. Mind is 
immortal, so is the body. At birth we are born with a 
physical body, and a spiritual body that lives forever. 
To live a perfect, complete life all should have a variety 
of work, study and pleasure. Constant drudgery 
dwarfs the soul and body. All work bends the beauti- 
ful form out of shape and makes us cruel and dangerous 
to society — yet idleness is a sin. We must be moderate 
in all things. 

Love, Divine love, is the secret of salvation and 
happiness. God and His angels love you dearly. 
Heaven welcomes you. The mighty multitude of poor 
suffering humanity will all be saved some day. God 
made Heaven for every one He ever created. I know 
there is a terrible black purgatory waiting for those 
that disobey His Holy commandments. Some cruel, 
wicked earthbound spirits suffer in agony and dark- 
ness for thousands of years. Those that killed Jesus 
are still in total darkness, while He is in Heaven. 

We can all make our souls the temples of truth and 
wisdom. It pays us to be good. Life is too short to 
sin. “Be ye perfect.” Walk in the golden footprints 
of Jesus. Learn to live in perfect ecstasy as they do 
in other worlds. 

Some day we will all be translated from some grand, 
bright planet, to Heaven. Sacred, universal love is the 
key to joy in Heaven. Love as you wish to be loved. 
Pray to Infinite Intelligence. God will hear your pray- 
ers, when you learn to practice the Golden Rule: 
“Whatsoever ye would that others should do unto you, 
do ye also unto them.” 

Demonstrate that the existence and personal iden- 
tity of the individual continue after the change called 


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death. Love, comfort and protect one another. Never 
kill, steal, lie or wrong yourself or others. Improve 
your mind daily. Be cheerful, bathe daily, keep free, 
busy and young. Marry only for love and children. 
Rejoice daily, for in Heaven your soul lives forever in 
love, and ecstasy with your other half. In Heaven 
you worship God in love and perfect harmony. There 
is a holy joy in the higher rhythmical mode of work- 
ing for Heaven. It is beautiful to live in perfect har- 
many with God and humanity. We must say Thy will 
be done, not ours. 

Jesus taught us, “Blessed are the poor in spirit (the 
discouraged) for theirs is the kingdom of heaven. 
Blessed are they that mourn; for they shall be com- 
forted.” What a comfort to know all that Jesus said 
is true. Memorize His golden words, “In my Father’s 
house are many mansions; if it were not so I would 
have told you. I go to prepare a place for you, and 
whither I go ye know and the way ye know.” The 
way to Heaven is to keep His commandments. The 
best commandment is to love one another; this one 
alone will take you to Heaven. Please practice the 
Golden Rule with all, if you want harmony. All 
roads and churches that reach toward God are beau- 
tiful. All work and prayer is divine. Love is the 
greatest principle in the universe. 

How sweet to work for love; 

Angels do, in stars above, to 
Comfort others, is sublime. 

Never think a word unkind. 

Work like the busy bee 
For sad, ill humanity. 

Light will drive away the night. 

Schools move prisons out of sight. 

Farming is a cure for war. 

May God rule the earth once more. 

Saints and all, of Thee, implore; 

Peace on earth forevermore. 

AUTHOR. 


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CHAPTER I 


It is a beautiful night on the Rio Grande; the stars 
are shining brightly. All nature lulls her children to 
sleep. Each star proves there is a God, a man sees 
their images in the waters at his feet. “Why am I alone 
gazing down into the cold, sparkling water with the 
hope of seeing a fish to satisfy a hunger that I have 
suffered for days, instead of fish I see only cold, rugged 
stones nestling close to the green moss. Mirrored 
in the dark water I see faces peering up at me, sad 
faces that I once knew in the great city; in my fancy 
I see beautiful children lifting up their white arms 
begging for bread.” He turned in sorrow away. 

In the distance there was a camp fire burning 
brightly. How cheerful and inviting it looks. “Old 
Indians are sitting around the fire smoking peacefully, 
resting after hunting all day ; the young folk are danc- 
ing merrily, all united as one happy family. What a 
contrast to myself alone in the world, a poor discour- 
aged white man, highly educated, and hunting employ- 
ment. I asked for higher wages as a leader in the 
orchestra, was refused a respectable living, and I have 
walked from Boston to New Mexico. I gave my last 
copper for bread. The stars are shining above me in 
all their heavenly splendor, the golden moon is calm 
and beautiful, but cold as the hearts of selfish men. 
The moonbeams shed a pale, silvery light on the tents 
of the poor Indians. I will play my sweetest music 
for bread, then tramp on in the hopes of finding honest 
work.” He tenderly lifted the dear old violin out of 
the case, as a mother draws her child up out of its 
cradle. He played old Indian music. How the Indians 
loved the music. 

A beautiful girl, with bright rosy cheeks and large 
black eyes, and jet black hair that hung to her shoul- 
ders, stepped out of her tent and asked her father to 
buy the violin for her. The chief offered rich turquoise. 


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rubies, emeralds and other precious stones with a 
bright red, newly woven blanket. He refused the wool 
blanket and gems. '‘I could never part with this treas- 
ure, lady; it is all I have left on earth that is dear to 
me. 

“I wish I were the violin,” the girl sighed gently, 
looking up tenderly in his sad blue eyes. 

“I am lonely, hungry and discouraged; my father 
gave me this valuable instrument on his dying bed ; it 
has the sweetest tones I ever heard. It is my only 
comfort.” 

“Come, poor paleface,” said the chief. “I will give 
you venison, corn cakes, goat’s milk. Here is the pipe 
of peace to smoke with us. Welcome, stranger.” 

“God bless you. I never tasted anything so delicious 
in Boston. Chief, can you tell me where I can find 
work?” 

“Big White Chief Le Roy live up the river. He 
give white man work. He heap good chief. My 
Lenona live him’s girl. I send her to Boston. My 
girl get heap smart in think box. I own heap land, 
red stones and gold mines. Bright Star, my good 
spirit, get you work heap soon. She go with you. 
She come back soon to me an’ my girl.” As he said 
good-bye to the Indians they filled his old pockets 
with dried venison and pine nuts. They were so 
friendly that he spread his blanket near their warm 
camp fire, hugging his dear old violin close to his heart. 
He was surprised to see a large perfect golden star 
form on the black violin case. This beautiful perfect 
star stayed a few minutes, then faded away in the dark- 
ness. The star gave him new hope. He slept soundly 
until day break. 

Mr. Le Roy gave him work in his store. He trusted 
and loved all men. He never turned a soul away hun- 
gry. The more one had suffered the more he would 
pay him. He found it a great pleasure to work for 
love as well as money. He found happiness in his new 
work. 

Mr. and Mrs. Le Roy owned a beautiful country 
home near Las Cruces, New 'Mexico. It was a large, 

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handsome, sunny house on the hillside, surrounded 
with low green shrubbery peppered over with tiny red 
flowers. In front of the house stretched a long green 
lawn. A sandy walk led from the stone portico down 
to the Rio Grande, flowing peacefully near by. Red 
roses and white grew on each side of the walk. 

Mr. Le Roy was called King among men. Everyone 
loved the family dearly. Mr. Le Roy was a big rail- 
road contractor; he owned large saw mills, gold mines 
and small stores in Hillsborough and Kingston. He 
sold food and clothes to his helpers at cost. He was 
young, industrious, rich, good and handsome. His 
wife, Adelaide Le Roy, was a sweet, pretty little 
brunette, with large mild brown eyes and wonderful 
nut brown hair. Her complexion was as fair as a lily 
and her cheeks rosy. A tiny rosebud mouth was coun- 
terbalanced by a large, intelligent brow. She was a 
beautiful, good Christian mother and wife. The couple 
looked as if they were in their twenties, but they were 
older. He soon discovered that the secret of their 
health and youth was their great love for each other. 
The couple were proud of their five happy children. 
Mr. Le Roy kept a fine Mexican cook, with Indian 
maids and a pretty governess. Bee Rich, for his chil- 
dren. This governess was a talented young widow, a 
perfect blonde, dainty, pure and pretty. She taught 
Heloise, Ruth, Flora, Gloria and the boy. Hall. He 
was a beautiful child with big blue eyes. He loved 
music dearly. He could sing, at the age of four, any 
song he heard. It was a perfect Christian home of 
wealth, love, sunshine, music and flowers. 

The home was furnished elegantly. Each child had 
a large sunny room, with a fireplace in it. The double 
parlors had an old fashioned stone fireplace, a new 
piano and a carpet with pink roses in it. Mrs. Le Roy 
and her daughters played and sang beautifully. She 
taught all her children music, sewing, religion, and 
housework. Family prayers were held every night. 

Heloise, the oldest child, had large laughing dark 
blue eyes, and golden brown hair, a heart shaped face, 
a small nose with full red lips like those of her mother. 


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Her pink and white complexion was perfect. She was 
considered the most beautiful girl in America. Heloise 
Le Roy was a prodigy. She sang and played exquis- 
itely; she was a great student and poet. Her graceful 
dancing and charming individuality won her hosts of 
friends. Every sunny day she rode horseback with 
the boys and girls. There never was a horse that she 
could not ride. Even the Indians loved the family. 
The rich Lenona loved Heloise. She loved white 
folks better than her own tribe. She claimed to have 
graduated with the highest honors in Boston. With 
all her wealth and education she clung to her moth- 
er’s old religion. She did it to please her father, for 
she loved his gold. Lenona enjoyed white society and 
low novels. A strange wild look often came in her 
eyes which was not understandable. She came to 
spend the night with Heloise in hopes of seeing the 
violinist. She often left her father for months, telling 
him she must travel for her health. No one knew 
where she went. Soon as her money was gone she 
would return to him. 

“Girls, come to the hall, you have company. Chil- 
dren come and hear our new clerk play the violin. 
Lenona, I am surprised to see you again. You are 
dressed so beautifully. You look like a society queen. 
George, there will be a big surprise party here tonight ; 
please stay and enjoy life. You have suffered so much. 
Here they come now.” They danced in the big hall 
until midnight. Some went in the garden of roses and 
sang old love songs until the air was drowsy with the 
melody. At midnight all went to the big dining room 
and ate oysters, baked venison and fruit. The last 
course was a cooling sherbet. After the banquet Le- 
nona whispered not to tell George that she payed for 
the refreshments. “I must have parties and excite- 
ment or I will die.” 

George played as he had never played before. He 
seemed to be inspired. His magical bow held the 
audience spellbound. Bee and Heloise sang old darkey 
melodies with him. “Bee, I am charmed by your sweet 


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voice, Heloise, you are a nightingale. Heloise, come, 
sing some more old love songs for us, will you?” 

“Mr. Morgan, shall I sing you some old Indian love 
songs ?” 

“Please do, Lenona. Pardon me for not asking you 
before.” 

Bee whispered : “Mr. Morgan, I am surprised at you ; 
that ignorant girl cannot sing half so well as our 
Heloise. Lenona is rich and conceited, without any 
talent. Mr. Morgan, no one could ever love Lenona, 
she is so lazy, low and deceitful. I hate her. Her 
money alone keeps her in society.” 

“How do you like Las Cruces, Mr. Morgan?” in- 
quired Lenona tenderly, ignoring Bee. 

“I would love to live here forever in this home of 
music and song. Bee, will you sing to us again? I 
admire your sweet, rich young voice.” 

“With pleasure, if you will play for me, George.” 
Lenona’s black eyes fleshed with anger. 

“Lenona, where did you study music?” 

“In Boston, sir.” 

“You have no reason to be angry, Lenona dear, now 
that we are alone please sing softly that last dreamy 
love song again.” 

“George, I hope Bee will keep on dancing all night 
with that tall gentleman. I hate her; she loves Heloise 
and — she is so proud of her beauty and English blood.” 

“Lenona, be happy and forget everything but your 
music and myself. Why do you sing so low, so passion- 
ately, so tenderly, so sadly and earnestly. Tell me 
why, Lenona?” 

“Because I secretly love you madly. I must have 
you, George. I love your youth, I love your music, I 
am jealous of you. I know all ladies admire your 
talent and beauty. You are a handsome boy, so very 
attractive to me. Will you be my very own lover, dear? 
George, I love you more than I do my life. Please kiss 
me once, then I would die for you, dear.” 

He quickly took her in his arms and kissed her 
passionately again and again. He felt her slender 
form tremble against him like a quivering violin. She 


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put her head on his breast and held his hands close to 
her beating heart. She slowly backed out of the open 
window in silent agony. “I love him/^ she whispered 
softly to herself, ‘‘he must never know all. I shall win 
him and keep my dark past a secret.^’ 

“Lenona, if you love me, why did you leace me 
alone?” 

“George, I am very nervous; I am so tired. It is 
late — I must return to camp now. 1 am afraid to go 
alone.” 

“I will go with you, Lenona. Here is your cape.” 

They lingered on the bridge, silently watching the 
dark waters flowing below. They walked on the sandy 
banks of the Rio Grande and sang love songs in the 
tender, dim moonlight. 

“Lenona, I remember how poor and lonely I was 
when I camped by these old rocks — how kind you were 
to me then.” 

“George, I wish you would camp here again, tonight, 
dear.” 

“We will, if you will softly sing me to sleep, dear.” 

Her strange, weird voice hypnotized him, her strange 
dark half-closed eyes bewitched him. He felt the ten- 
der arms of a dusky maiden entwined around his neck. 
He felt her warm passionate kisses on his eager lips, 
woven in his dreams. He heard the soft strains of an 
Indian lullaby. 


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CHAPTER II 

‘T am so sorry, Adelaide dear, George and I must 
go to Hillsborough next week to look after our gold 
mines. Would you like to go later?” 

“Yes, darling, I will go where you do. I am lonely 
and ill when parted from you, dear.” 

“Adelaide, love, I will build you a fine new home in 
Hillsborough. I will hire a crew of men to begin the 
home at once. We will not be parted long, my love.” 

A month later all our helpers were busy packing. 
Our furniture went by wagons, we traveled by stage. 

“Mama, I love this beautiful scenery.” 

“This wonderful canyon is called Box Canyon.” 

We came to a sandy river. Near it was a long bed 
of yellow sand. The driver let us stop near large ant 
mounds. W e picked up precious stones which the ants 
had brought to the surface. We found every kind of 
precious stone. Later we had them polished and set 
in rings. “Girls, here is some delicious cactus fruit.” 

We peeled them with a sharp hunting knife. How 
we enjoyed the red delicious fruit. We ate pine nuts 
and wild fruit. Near the mesa we saw a row of adobe 
where Mexicans and Indians lived. Some of these 
adobe houses were calcimined pure white. We saw 
Indian women washing their clothes in the river. Some 
were spreading the clothes on wild sage brush. 

“Girls, look at the stately mountains in the distance.” 

“See the dear little town below us.” 

“How slowly the stage is going down this incline. 
I am in a hurry to see our new home.” 

Presently the driver stopped his four jet black horses 
in front of a large handsome white house, lighted up. 
People were already dancing. Papa came out and lifted 
us out of the big stage. 

“Adelaide, love, this new home is all your very 
own.” 


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'Tapa, dear, it is just like you to surprise us with a 
party/' 

“Heloise, I hired a band from Albuquerque, so you 
could have good music to dance by. You can dance all 
night." 

The music was perfectly grand; papa always gave 
us the best he could afford. God bless his dear soul, 
how we all love him. “Ruth, do you and Flora see that 
handsome young Spaniard dancing with Emma Kim- 
berly? He dances so beautifully, I wish I could dance 
with him." 

“Come, sister, I will introduce you, for he asked me 
to." 

“Oh ! Ruth, he can waltz to perfection. Here comes 
Francisco Parque now." He was a perfect brunette, 
with straight heavy blue-black hair, jet black eyes. He 
was tall, with broad shoulders, graceful and attractive. 
Mr. Parque bowed low as he asked me to waltz again. 

“Flora, how beautifully our Heloise and Mr. Parque 
dance tonight. I fear he is in love with her." 

“Ruth, she is too young to love." 

“Miss Le Roy, may I call you Heloise? You are 
more beautiful than your name. Sehorita, I adore your 
pretty name. What a dear, sweet, innocent child you 
are. How sweet you look tonight, all in white lace 
and those red roses. Your handsome red sash and tiny 
red slippers are adorable." 

“Mr. Parque, my sash is Nile green embroidered 
with American Beauty roses." 

“All I saw were the perfect red roses that matched 
your beautiful red cheeks. Will you come out in the 
moonlight? I want to talk alone with you tonight. 
May I have one of your red roses, my child? May I 
pin this in your pretty golden brown hair? May I have 
another to wear next to my heart?" 

“Certainly you may." 

“I will cut off these thorns before I press your 
emblem of love to my heart." 

“Oh ! how cool, how lovely it is out here, Mr. Parque. 
How I enjoyed dancing with you." 


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“Thank you, Heloise, the pleasure is all my own. 
May I put my coat around you ?” How pretty the red 
rose was that nestled partly on her snow white neck. 
Her heavy hair was braided in two massive braids that 
hung below her slender waist. How white and pink she 
looked in the moonlight. He could not resist the 
temptation to kiss her tiny rosebud lips. His soul went 
out to her in that kiss. “My first and only love,” he 
cried, “forgive me, little one, for kissing you. I cannot 
get so near such perfect full, luscious red lips without 
kissing them, you look so sweet and inviting.” 

“You are the first boy that ever dared to kiss me.” 

“I hope I am the only one that ever will. Promise 
to never let another kiss you.” 

“Never is a long time, Mr. Parque.” 

“Then promise to dance all the rest of the night 
with me alone.” 

“Only one hour — until midnight.” 

“Heloise, I love you. Were you ever in love, my 
child?” 

“No, why do you ask?” 

“Listen, child, I have something to tell you. Here 
in the moonlight, here beneath the mysterious stars, 
I adore you more than my life. Will you be my wife 
when you are sixteen? Please forgive me for telling 
such a child the secret of my heart. I loved you the 
moment I saw you. I never dreamed of seeing such a 
perfect beauty on earth. As you stood in the hall 
against the dark wall, I thought you a wonderful oil 
painting by Raphael ; when you moved I thought I 
must be mad. I never loved as I love you. I will be 
twenty-one soon — much older than you. Darling, I 
love you madly. Heloise, sweetheart, will you be my 
wife some day? Please answer me now. Will you let 
a priest marry us, dear?” 

“I love you, Francisco, because you dance so charm- 
ingly. You are polite and handsome.” 

“My dear child, you are too young to understand 
now. Will you answer all my letters, love?” 

“Yes, Francisco.” 

“We will run away and get married when you are 
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sixteen. If you should look at another gentleman after 
you are my wife, I would kill you both. I am jealous 
even now. Will you promise to learn the guitar if I 
send you a perfect beauty from Mexico City?” 

“Yes, if papa will let me keep it.” He took the little 
lady in his arms and kissed her fondly. 

“Sweetheart, I will kiss you twice for every star we 
see in the heavens. Ancients claim each star is double, 
each has its mate. I know you are my own. I love you, 
for I worship beauty and health. If the stars did not 
have gravity and their mates, they would fall into 
space. One star is dim and white ; it is the negative, 
the other is the brighter, the positive. For example: 
the moon is negative, the sun positive. Only very few 
of the stars are double.” 

“Francisco, the ancients knew very little about the 
stars, papa claims 

“That may be true. I know I would die without 
you, my baby love. ‘Ninita,’ I have counted a million 
stars.” He showered hundreds of warm passionate 
kisses on her sweet rose lips, as her large beautiful 
eyes were turned heavenward trying to find more of 
God’s stars. She became frightened at this love and 
enthusiasm, poor child, and ran like a wild deer to the 
dance hall. The man followed with a smile. He loved 
to indulge this beautiful spoiled child. He caught her 
in the hall crying, behind a large fern. 

“Don’t cry, dear. Come, my angel, my sweet Heloise, 
be calm. Come dance with me, as you promised. Do 
not fear me. Fawn. I would not harm an angel. I 
respect, love, and adore you. Be happy, be gay and 
free. Enjoy youth and liberty. Trust me always; I 
cannot hug you to death here, dear, ‘sabe?’” They 
danced, talked Spanish together, waltzed with ecstasy, 
harmony and agility. She blushed red as her beautiful 
roses when he expressed his love for her in Spanish 
poetry. She could speak his native tongue as well as 
her own. She whispered softly the golden words, 
“Francisco, I love you.” 

“Heloise, my darling, I never was so happy in my 
life. Again I ask, will you be my wife?” 


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“Yes, if I love you after I graduate.” 

“I will keep your love, Heloise dear; it breaks my 
heart to think I must leave you tomorrow. At dawn 
the stage leaves, dear. I used to love the old stage 
with its four wild prancing coal-black horses. Now I 
hate to go. I loved to get up with the birds to watch 
the sun rise gracefully in all its glory and splendor, 
conquering the darkest night. Tomorrow I will dread 
the light, the dawn means separation from my little 
sweetheart. Oh ! if I could only emerge from this 
darkness as the sun does. If I could only master fate 
and make you my wife tonight, Ninita, then take my 
bride home to Mexico, how happy I would be, my 
own. After all, to love is to suffer. Parting from you 
is like bearing a poisoned arrow buried deep in my 
heart. Yesterday I never dreamed I would fall in love 
at sight, much less worship a little American beauty. 
How strange the wee god Cupid is, his secret arrows 
fly where we least expect them. I am madly in love 
with you. What will my mother say? We are Catho- 
lics, you a Baptist. I assure you no creed shall ever 
part us. Nothing but death can part us now. How 
beautiful love is. You shall have religious liberty. 
People should worship God as they please. All I ever 
will command from you, dove, is that you are absolutely 
true to me, in thought and deed, my Ninita.” 

“Oh, here comes papa with the prizes.” 

“Heloise darling promise to answer my letters,” he 
whispered. 

“I will. Franco. Papa, dear, I know Francisco has 
won the prize.” 

“Do you mean Mr. Parque, Heloise, my child? My 
dear, they have voted it to you both.” 

“Heloise you keep the gold bricks in memory of the 
happiest evening of our lives. Soon as you are my 
bride we will always be happy.” 

“Married folk should always be sweethearts.” 

“I intend we shall be, dear. Good-night, my little 
white angel. Remember, I worship you. Adios, 
Senorita Heloise.” 

In a few days Ruth and Flora went to the postofflce 


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and brought a large bundle of letters to their father. 
“Here is one from Mexico City to Sehorita Heloise 
Le Roy.’’ 

“Flora, burn it at once; never tell Heloise. She 
is too young to write to men. I want her to get an 
education first. I am sorry I ever permitted a dance in 
our home. I only did so to keep all my children at 
home, where I could protect them. No more love- 
making until you all graduate from college. I want 
you to keep busy and study hard. Improve your time. 
Your little mother was a teacher and a devoted Chris- 
tian all her life ; follow her example.” 

“Papa, she married you when she was young; why 
can’t we go with the boys?” 

“Later you can.” 

“O, papa! look at this lovely jeweled guitar Fran- 
cisco just sent me! May I, please, keep it?” 

“You may keep it if you practice and study hard.” 

Heloise ran to her room delighted with her new 
guitar. She kissed it tenderly, lovingly, caressing it 
close to her heart in her pretty snow white arms. “I 
wonder why he did not write to me as he promised? 
Ah ! I hear a noise in this guitar. O, it is a large ruby 
ring, tied on the corner of a real old Spanish lace 
mantilla.” Butterflies on roses and grapes were woven 
in this wonderful old lace. I draped it over my head 
and shoulders and with guitar in one hand began danc- 
ing the Spanish Fandango. 

“You ought to go on the stage,” laughed Gloria.” 

“Girls, come and see my new ring.” 

“How beautiful it is. Hide it quickly, here comes 
papa and mama!” 

“Girls, we will move to El Paso in a few months; 
then I will place you children in a convent where the 
boys will not see you.” 

We moved to El Paso, Texas. Mrs. Rich went to 
Denver to , teach. We loved Bee dearly and cried 
when she left. In El Paso mama put us in the pubic 
schools. I played in the Baptist church and Sunday 
school. We loved the people dearly. 


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“Mama dear, I want to stay here. I hate to go to 
a dull old convent.” 

“Heloise, promise me that you will never be a nun. 
Go to learn music, be true to our religion. I will take 
you all back to our old home in Elk Point, Dakota. 

I like the north. I must see the snow again. Mrs. 
Mallory, your old music teacher, can give you lessons 
again until you are ready for the convent. Your father 
must go to Mexico soon. He is going to take us to a 
dance in El Paso, Del Norte, Mexico. Mr. Abner 
Tibbetts is giving a dance tonight. It will be a grand 
affair. Go and enjoy yourselves.” 

After a few hours of hard study, we dressed for the 
ball. “What a wonderful home this is. Mama, what 
delightful music to dance by.” The American orches- 
tra played dreamy waltz after waltz. The hall was 
decorated in palms and masses of red roses. American 
silk flags covered the walls. The musicians and all 
wore red, white, or blue suits. The house looked like 
an enchanted forest of palms, roses, hyacinth and 
purple iris. “Mama, dear, if I could only dance with 
Francisco tonight, how happy I would be.” 

“Look, Heloise, there is Francisco,” said Flora. 

“O, Francisco, where did you come from? What is 
the matter? Why do you throw your dark handsome 
head back with such insolent pride? Take your ring. 
I will never speak to you again, never.” 

“Heloise, how dare you ask, when you never an- 
swered my letters? I suppose you love George Mor- 
gan or some other American. Do you, answer me?” 

“I never received your letters, Francisco, only a note 
in the guitar without an adddress. I know you love 
some Spanish Senorita. Give her the ring with my 
compliments.” 

“Do not leave me when you are crying, Heloise; 
come here; I will explain everything, dear. I wrote 
you a long letter when ! sent the guitar. I wrote every 
day for a month or so, without one answer, love.” 

“We are going to St. Mary’s Academy, so we can 
not go with the boys. Thank you for the guitar. I 
have learned to play it well.” 


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“Please accept this ruby as an engagement ring, 
will you, dear?’^ 

“Yes, Francisco.” 

“Heloise, my darling child, I have collected some of 
the rarest old jewels on earth for you. I will give 
them all to you soon as you are my bride. ^ You are 
too young to wear them now. They are safe in a large 
gold casket, for you.” 

“Francisco, I thought you were poor.” 

“I am, compared with others. I wanted you to 
think I am poor so you will marry me for love alone. 
Dear, how beautiful you look tonight. I will cer- 
tainly marry you soon as you are sixteen. I will 
elope with you then.” 

“Please do, Franco. Oh! that will be romantic.” 

“I will address my letters for you hereafter to Bee 
Rich, your pretty little governess. Come, we will 
dance this waltz together unnoticed by your family.” 

“Papa and Abner Tibbetts are in the library playing 
chess.” 

“I am glad they are; now I can make real love to 
you. Heloise, darling, you dance like a fairy. My 
sweet angel, I love to feel your soft, sweet young form 
close to my own. It is heaven to feel your dear heart 
beating lightly on my breast. Is it all my own, love?” 

“Yes, Francisco. Oh! you are holding me so close 
to you I can hardly breathe.” 

“Your pardon, pet.” 

“Oh ! I wish this waltz would last forever.” 

“So do I, dear. Come quietly into the court. I 
long to kiss you.” 

“Once again we are alone in the soft moonlight. 
Your little baby lips are sweeter than ever, dear. He- 
loise, I adore you. I will always be true to you. I 
will slave for you. Kiss me good night, love. I am 
so sorry it is so late.” We parted again in silence near 
the fountain, its silvery spray sounding like a funeral 
dirge. We parted among the palms and roses in the 
calm moonlight. The rich purple grapes were hanging 
low. The moonbeams cast strange, fantastic lights 
on the waters. We heard the music in the distance; 


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the soft wind moaned in sympathy among the dark 
leaves. What a handsome picture you would make for 
an artist to paint. Heloise here are two ruby rings 
just alike, one for you and one for myself. 

“Francisco, how handsome these ‘mate’ rings are. 
Dear I see the stars are dying one by one; so are my 
hopes of an early marriage. My heart misgives me.” 

I grope in the darkness, forgive me for expressing 
my sadness. Do not cry, pet, cling closer in my arms. 

I will kiss all your tears away. I want to do all the 
suffering for you. Your sweet smile is like sunshine 
in the darkness. Kiss me again, dear; you do not 
half kiss. Good night my life, my sweet little angel. 
My love, my own.” 

Next day I waited for the postman and received a 
long letter from Mr. Parque. “My own darling little 
Heloise. It is one hour before the train leaves for 
Mexico. I will write to you, while you are dreaming 
of me, dear. The ball last night seems like a beau- 
tiful dream, and you an ethereal, sweet fairy, that has 
vanished with the break of dawn. Now that I am 
alone, how I miss you, love. How strange I should 
see you over there, in white and roses, my beautiful 
sweet angel. I am glad you love flowers. You are 
my Rose Bud. I am madly in love with you, dear. 
I kiss the red rose you gave me; it is the emblem of 
love. I wonder how you could select such a perfect 
rosebud in the darkness? It is like your dear self, 
soft, sweet, tender, young and innocent, always blush- 
ing. I hope no cruel thorns tore your tender hands 
while picking it. You will unfold like the rose bud, 
you will be a woman when I see you again. I won- 
der if you will love me then? I will slave for you 
more than any peon in Mexico, so that every desire 
of your heart will be gratified, my love. Fate, the 
dear angel of mercy, beckoned me to happiness and 
you, dear. In Mexico I was broken hearted thinking 
you did not love me; no one knows how I suffered 
then; now I am happy. I realize for the first time 
that love is the most wonderful thing God made or man 
ever discovered. I think my saints influenced me to 


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go last night. I dreamed of you last night. I thinh 
of you all day. This dull pen cannot express how 
dearly I love you now, my sweet, pure white dove. 
I go to Mexico to hunt gold mines for you. Where 
I go it is dangerous for a white man to go. I must 
give you precious jewels, dresses and a home. With 
love and devotion. 

“Francisco Parque.” 


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CHAPTER III 

“Flora, here are two letters announcing that Lenona 
and dear Emma Kimberely will be here tomorrow to 
make us a long visit/' 

“God bless their dear hearts; how we will enjoy 
them. I am going to hug them to death. Papa, dear, 
I hate to see you go to Mexico so soon.” 

“I must go, Heloise. Adelaide, you can go home to 
your relatives or to Dakota when you please. George 
and I have important business in Mexico. I would 
take you all with me, but our children must all be 
educated.” 

“Mama, here comes a carriage. It is Emma and 
Lenona.” 

“Heloise, dear, we could not wait any longer to see 
you. We have so much to tell you.” 

“Emma, mama said you and Lenona may share the 
same room together after tonight. I must tell you 
a secret tonight.” 

“We will talk our heads off.” 

“Lenona, we will retire now. Emma, you and Ruth 
can retire when you please. Dinner will be served in 
my room so we can talk.” 

“Lenona, Aunt Alvira with her sons are here; you 
will love cousin Lee. He admires you.” 

“Heloise, promise you will never tell my secret, then 
I will tell you all.” 

“I will never tell, Lenona, if you will keep my secret. 
Just read this letter from Francisco. I love him.” 

“I am glad you do. You are so beautiful, I was 
jealous of you, once. I was afraid George Morgan 
loved you. I often saw you together. Heloise, so 
many boys fall in love with you. Once I heard Mr. 
Morgan play in Boston ; how beautifully he played ; 
how tall and handsome he looked. I fell in love with 
him that night.” 

Just then Emma and all my sisters came into our 
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room. They pulled our mattress and us on the floor. 
We had a big pillow fight that lasted until mama made 
us all go to bed again. 

“Now those imps have gone I will finish my story. 
I love George Morgan. I will have him at all costs.” 

“Lenona, I will answer the bell.” 

“A telegram for you, miss.” Thinking it was from 
Francisco I opened it by mistake. I read by the dim 
light, “My dear wife. Please come to Boston at once. 
I am very sick. I must see you. Your husband.” 
“Lenona, what does this mean?” 

“Heloise, I married him for his money. I hate him. 
Please never tell that I am married.” 

“Lenona, what are you drinking?” 

“Just a little brandy, dear, to make me forget my 
trouble.” 

“Lenona, please never drink that poison again. It 
is a sin.” 

“I promise never again to drink.”’ Lenona soon fell 
asleep while telling her love for a white man, and 
she a wife. All my love and respect died for her at 
once. How can I keep my promise and yet warn 
George and Lee? I could not sleep. 

“Heloise, I just dreamed George was married to a 
white girl; my dreams are often true. I only saw 
her back as I went out on your front veranda, as in 
my dream. I saw him place a wedding ring on a long 
slender finger. I am jealous, hatred fills my soul. 
I woke up in great agony tearing my hair.” 

“I am glad it was not my hair, Lenona. Forget 
it; dreams are never true. Why do you use so much 
paint and powder? I never used any in my life.” 

“I am old and black, you are young and white.” 

“Heloise, come here.” 

“All right, Ruth.” 

“As I was going to my room I caught Lenona drink- 
ing whiskey out of a bottle.” 

“Ruth, I am so sorry. We must get rid of her in 
some way. Cousin Lee shall never marry that deceit- 
ful drunk.” 

“Ruth, Lee only wants her money. You tell him 


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everything. I promised that I would never tell. I 
am afraid of her.” 

That day after dinner I found a letter from George 
and Francisco on my table. “Lenona, you may keep 
the one from George, so you will not be jealous of me. 
Lenona, this letter from Francisco is beautiful. It is 
the best one he ever wrote.” 

“Heloise, I will never part with this letter. George 
wrote it. Your father sent him back for some valuable 
papers he must have to win this big law suit in 
Mexico.” 

Lenona dressed in her very best, a bright red plush 
with black lace. She wore diamonds and rubies. She 
painted her cheeks and lips until she looked very 
young. She knew how to. While Lenona was paint- 
ing her lips, Emma came up, picked up George’s letter 
and read it with a smile. 

‘‘Emma, how dare you touch that letter? Heloise 
gave it to me!” We could not keep from laughing. 

“Now Lenona is gone, I will dress in my best, just 
to tease her. I will wear this new beautiful white 
satin with my valuable pearls father gave me.” 

“Emma, you are a dream; you look like an Indian 
queen with your long black hair braided in two mas- 
sive braids hanging to your knees. Be very careful 
or Lenona will cut your beautiful hair off.” 

Emma began playing the piano softly. Her won- 
derful music gave the piano life and soul. She played 
last year for the crowned heads of Europe. 

“Emma, here is George now, on business. Your 
music will disturb him. Please do not play now, it 
is so impolite.” 

“Heloise, I must go at once to your father’s den to 
hunt for some valuable papers. Will you help me?” 

“Ask Ruth to; I want to write a letter.” 

“Please let me help you, George.” 

“Lenona, it will soil your beautiful dress.” 

“George, I do not care for this old rag.” 

Lenona and George were soon looking over a stack 
of old papers. “Here it is at last,” she cried joyfully. 

“I must kiss you for those papers. Lenona, why 


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do you love me so fondly? I kissed you out of grati- 
tude. I am too poor and to young to get married 
now. Why don’t you marry Lee? We all know he 
loves you.” 

“Because I love you madly. I worship you only.” 

“Who is that playing the Moonlight Sonata so won- 
derfully?” 

“My dearest George, I don’t know. George, dear, 
I have money that will make you rich and happy. 
Darling boy, I wish we could travel together as man 
and wife.” 

“Lenona, I can never marry you. (The music had 
stopped.) I must have children.” 

“It will kill me to part from you now. Please take 
me with you. I will kill myself if you leave me again, 
George.” 

“If you love me so much it is my duty to make you 
happy. If you will promise never to let Mr. Le Roy 
or one of my friends know it, and wear a heavy veil 
in Mexico. I will live with you to make you happy 
until I find the girl God intended for me; then I will 
marry her. I love children.” 

Unnoticed a girl stepped quickly from the hall. 

“I see it is impossible for you to have children by 
me, or I would have married you months ago.” 

“Some day I hope we will have children, George.” 

“I have no hopes, dear. Lenona, if you worship me, 
meet me in El Paso Del Norte tonight at the Grand 
Hotel. We will leave for Monte Ray, Mexico, to- 
gether on the next train.” 

“George, I must have a sleeper, a lower berth, or I 
would die with sick headache.” 

“We must wait over, then. I will register these 
papers. They will be just as safe as if they were in 
Mexico.” 

“George, I came here with Emma to see you. You 
know Emma is in love with Lee’s handsome brother, 
Edward.” 

“Lenona, here is Emma now, pale as death. What 
is the matter, are you ill, Emma?” 

“Lenona knows I do not love Edward.” 


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“Lenona, run for water, Emma has fainted. She 
must be very ill.” 

“She is not ill; she gads too much.” 

“Go at once for the water as I told you to do, then 
I will make you ask her forgiveness for the lie you 
told me. I could not live with a woman that would 
lie to me. Hurry back with the water at once.” 

“I will run, George.” In hurrying down the kitchen 
steps Lenona fell and hurt her back so she could not 
move. 

“Oh! here you are, Lee. Will you run for some 
water and see what keeps Lenona so long?” 

“My poor Lenona, shall I send for a doctor?” 

“Lee, I cannot step; my ankle is sprained.” 

“Lenona, I will carry you up to your room.” 

“No, Lee, take me to George.” 

“Hang George ! He wouldn’t leave Emma now for 
half of Mexico. Doesn’t this bed feel better than the 
old hard floor? I will take off your little red slipper 
and rub your ankle with brandy.” 

“Here is some on the table, Lee. My ankle feels 
better. But I am so faint that I had better drink 
some of it. Dear Lee, may I? Do you think it would 
strengthen me so that I could get up? Tell George 
to come. I feel so faint.” Lee thought it safer to call 
his mother. 

“Flora and Aunt Alvira carefully bandaged her ankle. 

“Lee, my son, run for a doctor. Flora, help me un- 
dress her so we can rub her back with brandy.” 

The doctor carefully examined the patient. “Doc- 
tor, is my back broken?” 

“No, but you must not move for a few days until 
I remove the bandages. You need a trained nurse at 
once.” 

“Lenona, please hire Emma; she is a poor music 
teacher and needs the money.” 

“Then why does she dress so beautifully and wear 
pearls. Flora?” 

“Those pearls are all she has left of her father’s 
great wealth.” 


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“Why do you look so strangely, Lenona? What is 
the matter?’' 

“Nothing, Alvira. I will hire Emma just to help 
her. Tell Ruth to send Emma to me as soon as I wake 
up. I must sleep now.” 

“I will close the blinds so you can sleep well.” 

“George, where am I?” 

“I thought you would be in Heaven before I could 
get you this ice water.” 

“I thank you, George.” 

“Emma, why are you so ill ? Dear, after you fainted 
I held you in my arms and brought you here into the 
fresh air. Emma, I cannot understand why I was so 
happy while holding you. For a moment I thought I 
was in Heaven. I cannot understand this new happi- 
ness, Emma. Why do you blush so sweetly. Is it 
possible you care for me? I am very poor. I will 
never inherit wealth.” 

“You used to avoid me. I thought you disliked me.” 

“Emma, I love you. After I tell you my past and 
make everything right with Lenona, I will beg you to 
be my wife. I have told you all. Now that I love you 
I hate that wicked Indian that ran after me and ruined 
my life — my honor! I promised to meet her tonight 
after she told me she worshiped me alone. Lenona 
said she would kill herself if I left her. I thought it 
my duty to save her life. I see that I did a wrong. I 
will ask her forgiveness.” 

“George, we will go to her and tell her all now.” 

“Emma, that would be very dangerous just now. 
She would kill you. She is not pure and innocent as 
yourself. I want a wife whom I can trust and be proud 
of. I want a real wife and little children to love and 
caress. After all I have told you, will you be my wife, 
Emma?” 

“Yes, George; I love you; I love music and children, 
too.” 

“Darling girl, if you love me why not be secretly 
married here today? Then no one can part us. I will 
return to Mr. Le Roy to make all the money I can for 
a new home. I can make five dollars every night I 


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play for a dance in Mexico. Often I cleared twenty- 
five in one evening. I can save money there. I beg 
you to be my wife at once. I want some one to work 
for, some one to live for.” 

“I will marry you today, George. How romantic 
to be secretly married.” 

“I will go now to attend to business and will return 
in a few hours with a minister. How strange it is 
that you are all dressed in white? Please wear the 
same dress you have on now. Do not do up your long 
heavy hair. I will send you some white roses, with 
some buds for your hair.” 

“George, please promise to be true to me. Give up 
Lenona forever. She is deceitful, low and ignorant.” 

“I promise, dear. Lenona loved me madly, passion- 
ately. She is an animal without a soul. I never did 
respect her. I was weak to think of her wealth. I 
will burn this check she gave me. Darling look, the 
$50,000 is now a little heap of ashes.” 

“My dear, how extravagant to blow those sacred 
ashes away. Our only protection is to keep our new 
love a secret until I can protect you. Every month I 
will send you all that I save. You may bank it for 
a home or spend it, just so you are happy.” 

“George, I will save all I can for a home. I have a 
large music class at home and some pupils here. Ruth, 
you and your mother come here quickly. Promise to 
keep a secret?” 

“Yes, we promise, dear.” 

“George and I are going to be married — today! 
Lenona or Heloise must not know it.” 

“George, please be married here. Lenona cannot 
move, the doctor said. Ruth, Lee and I will stand 
up with you. Lee will never tell. I can buy you a 
beautiful veil before George returns.” 

That night our beautiful Emma Kimberely became 
Mrs. George Morgan. While George was kissing his 
young dark bride, Lenona was sleeping upstairs, half 
drunk. 

“My darling wife, come out on the veranda where I 


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held you in my arms when you fainted. Dearest, are 
you perfectly happy now? Here is the carriage.’' 

“I have ordered a nice dinner for two.” 

“George, what a darling, dainty little room to dine 
in.” 

“I told the waiter not to return as I love to wait 
on you, alone. May I peel this rosy apple for you, 
love ?” 

“George, we must return home now, it is late.” On 
the way to the carriage he bought her another larger 
bouquet of white rose-buds mingled with maiden-hair 
fern. 

“Now we are home again; please rest in this ham- 
mock, my little bride.” 

“Heloise! Heloise! Come here,” called Lenona. 
“Gloria just told me she heard the minister pronounce 
Emma and George man and wife.” 

“Lenona, I am cold with the fear that your dream 
has come true. Get back in bed as your doctor said. 
You are crazy to sit up there, with fiery eyes and 
trembling lips. Please be calm and stay in bed.” 

“Come, Heloise, help me down stairs to face him or 
I will tell your parents you are engaged to Francisco.” 

“Lenona, I am surprised at you. I will help you, 
even if you have no honor. I will never let you part 
George and Emma now that they are married. Lenona, 
promise me not to make them unhappy, or I will turn 
this key and lock us in here alone.” 

“I promise, Heloise, not to cause any trouble. I 
will pay Emma well to nurse me. I will help them.” 

As I unlocked the door Lenona went past me down- 
stairs, without a groan. In her anger she forgot her 
pain. 

“Hush, Heloise,” listen to what George is saying 
to her.” 

“Darling, in my haste, I forgot your wedding ring. 
I wear my mother’s wedding ring on my fiinger ; will 
you accept it as your own, my beautiful doll ?” 

“Yes, I will love it all the more.” 

He took the plain ring from his own finger, placing 


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it on Emma’s long, slender finger with a long affec- 
tionate kiss. Lenona saw all. Her black eyes stared 
wildly. Her face was like death. She could not speak. 

We heard him say, “My wife, my own, I adore you, 
my pure angel. It nearly kills me to part from you.” 
Lenona clung to me as we saw George kiss his bride 
farewell. I helped poor Lenona back to bed. As she 
sank down wearily in her pillows she told me to ask 
Emma to come and nurse her. 

“I will go at once.” 

“Emma, dear, I wish you a world of happiness, and, 
love, how sweet you look. I hope I will be as happy 
with Francisco. We are going to run away and get 
married as soon as I am sixteen.” 

“I will help you, Heloise. I will never tell. You 
foolish child, not to confide in me long ago.” 

“Lenona has forgiven all and wants you to nurse 
her. She will pay well.” 

“I will do that to help George get us a home. Do 
not tell him. He will wonder how I could bank so 
much.” 

“Lenona, Emma is here to nurse you tenderly.” 

“Emma, I will pay you one hundred dollars a week 
if you take good care of me.” 

“I will do my best.” 

Next day Emma came to my room holding a letter 
up. “Heloise, look what I found. This letter was in 
her gown ! It is from a man — may be from George. 
I must read it.” • 

“Please do not read it, Emma, she might die.” 

“I wonder if George ever wrote her a love letter.” 

“I will read it and find out. ‘Boston, July 1st, 1895. 
My dear wife Lena. Please return to our children at 
once. I will forgive everything. You have ruined 
happy homes here. Do you remember how I saved 
your life when Burgess’ young pretty wife pulled your 
hair when you were drunk in his room? How she and 
I suffered that night. You took all her husband’s 
money for a year, while she lived in poverty with her 
child. You have ruined her life and my own. Your 
children are ill and crying for you ; for their dear sakes 


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I beg you to come home. I will forgive and forget 
all if you will only come to make them happy. I send 
a check to come on. Your devoted husband, Bert 
Williamson.’ HeldisQ, you stay with her while I 
write to George. I will send him this letter and tell 
him everything.” 

“Mrs. Morgan, you are a beautiful nurse. I will 
try to fill your place for an hour. Please do not write 
over a hundred pages to your husband. Tonight I 
must write a love letter to Mexico.” 

“Lenona shall I make you a cup of hot tea?” 

“Heloise, I hate tea. Please pour a cup of whiskey 
over some fine pulverized ice.” 

“I will send Lee for some brandy, at once; mama 
will not keep it in our home. We have never tasted 
wine as yet.” 

“Lenona, here is a letter from your father,” said 
Gloria. 

“Lenona, I will write to Mr. Parque while you read 
it.” 

“My dear daughter Lanona. My Bright Star is here. 
She said she go to help you. I am glad I pay Bee 
Rich to teach me read and write. I can warn my child 
of a bad, ugly black man ; him bad spirit called Bill ; 
him come with Al. A1 he insane in under world. Bill 
he make you drink heap much. Bright Star and me 
cry much. Think heap good; bad spirits go to black 
place. You work, you pray for good spirits. I saw 
you turn to heap green snake with fire eyes. Now you 
come home and be heap good. I pay you all money 
you want. Your father, Big Jim.” 

“Heloise, I want you to read this letter and tell me 
what to do. You must know that my father is half 
gypsy and Indian, my mother a quadroon girl. They 
talk to the dead. That is why he sends Bright Star.” 

“Why, Emma, where on earth have you been this 
time of the night?” 

“Lee, I just mailed a long letter to George. I en- 
closed one from Lenona’s husband with it.” 

“Emma, I am glad you told me in time. Take this 
bottle to her ; tell her I am going to the mines to help 


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father. As badly as I need money, I will never speak 
to her again or see her.” 

“Lee, said Emma, holding out a package, sent this 
to you. He has gone to his father.” 

“I am glad he has gone. We will go to sleep now.” 
. . . “Thank goodness you fell asleep so soon; now 
for revenge ! Fool, how dare you to marry my boy 
George? I am just Indian enough to punish you se- 
verely. • You shall suffer intense agony for every kiss 
George has given you. Ah ! the bottle ! I see on the 
bottle a big bright star! I do not care. Go to my 
father, leave me alone.” All at once a sweet voice 
called. 

It was Bright Star speaking in a subdued, firm voice 
— “Thou shalt not kill.” “If you kill Emma you will 
suffer a thousand years in total darkness; she belongs 
to her husband ; God made them for one another. Re- 
turn to your babes.” 

“Then two dark shadows surrounded Bright Star 
and abused her. 

“Bill, we will cling to this woman for she drinks. 
Lena put this paper knife in her heart, then go to 
George. You are rich. No one can find you.” 

“I will disguise in Lee’s old clothes and kill her 
tonight.” 

“Hurry back; we will help you kill her.” 

“You look mighty fine in men’s clothes,” said the 
other spirit. 

“Have another drink,” laughed Bill. 

“A1 and Bill, I am glad you encourage me to kill 
this petty fool.” 

“Lena, she is dreaming of George; see how she 
smiles. Tonight she sent your husband’s letter to 
George, so he would hate your deception.” 

“If that letter is gone I will kill her now.” God I She 
has taken the letter from my breast. Now for the silver 
dagger. Oh! There is a large black star on the 
handle.” 

“A1 and I will put this Bright Star out of the house 
again.” . . . “It is midnight. Good angels have been 
driven out. Lena, kill her now ; all are sound asleep.” 


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Bill and A1 hypnotized her to plunge in the knife 
her father made for her when an innocent child. 

“Bill, now she is dead we will break the hypnotic 
spell.” 

“Al, I am glad we killed her. Now take another 
drink, pack your grip and go. Fool, why not take her 
pearls and money? We like to cling around women 
that have plenty of money and wine,” laughed Al. 
“Heloise has three hundred dollars in her trunk, take 
that also.” 

“You are low and black, and I will do that, to please 
you. I love money more than my life. Bill and Al, I 
will do as you say if you will only give me more wealth. 
I have one million in my own name. That is nothing 
said Al, we want a billion.” 

“I will pack this strong silver dagger. If George 
is untrue to me — now that she is out of my way — I 
will kill George and marry Francisco for his money.” 

“Lena, Francisco has the richest gold mine in the 
world now, so cling to Francisco. He keeps his great 
wealth a secret from Heloise so she will love him for 
himself.” 

“If I cannot get George, I will plan to get Francisco. 
Then I will own the finest jewels on earth.” 

“That is a fact. We have seen them. I know the 
police will get you if you go to Mexico City today. Go 
to Chicago, then to New York City, to gay Paris. 
Ha ! Ha ! From Paris back to Mexico City, my love ! 
Fool! Lena, your rival is not dead. I see a light 
around her head. Her angels are driving us away. 
Try it again. She turned and saw Emma clutch her 
throat in agony. 

“I thrust the dagger on the wrong side. Those fool 
spirits are the cause of that.” 

“O Lanona, water, water! Save me! Save me! 
Lena have mercy!” 

“Ah ! this pretty knife is hard to pull out of your full 
white breast. No child of his shall ever rest its head 
where it is.” 

“O ! do not spit in my face. I am dying. I see my 
father, my mother, and beautiful angels in the room, 


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all crying. I beg you not to make them suffer so. 
Kill me quickly if you must kill.” 

“I hear your mother say, ‘As ye sow, so shall you 
reap.’ Please hand me the roses he sent me. How I 
suffer. Bury the roses and ring with me. I see more 
angels holding out their snowy arms to me. All have 
tears in their eyes.” 

“I must be a sick fool to hold this dagger so long 
in my hand without plunging it in her heart. She has 
broken my heart. ... I will finish this bottle of 
whiskey, then try my knife again.” 

“O ! Lena, have mercy. I am so young. Life is so 
sweet to me now. Your insane jealousy is a terrible 
thing to make a young bride suffer a thousand deaths.” 

“I am happy because you suffer. I shall wear his 
mother’s ring. See, I tear it from your finger. I have 
your pearls, money and everything.” 

“Please take the awful knife away and I will for- 
give all. My agony is more than I can endure. Lena, 
every time you plunge that awful knife in her innocent 
tender young breast adds another thousand years in 
darkness all alone. O ! how George, who is Emma’s 
other half, will hate you through all eternity,” said 
Lily, a sweet, beautiful angel. 

“Lena, as you strike again, I see my Savior and 
Saints holding a wonderful gold crown in one hand and 
a harp in the other; He smiles as He lifts me up. I 
hear — music — sweet — heavenly — music.” 


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CHAPTER IV 

“Just a year ago our poor, sweet angel, Emma, was 
buried away down south, mama, where the birds are 
singing so sweetly, where the flowers are blooming. 
There where the glorious sunshine makes one happy 
the live-long day.” 

“Heloise, forget the South, and enjoy the snow, 
bundle up in the beautiful warm furs my mother gave 
me; run and skate and snow-ball with your brothers 
and sisters.” 

“Oh ! it is too cold, mama ; your three sweet Chris- 
tian daughters just took me out, rolled me in the snow, 
then washed my face. Now they are out there play- 
ing snow-ball with some boys. Those sissy Sunday 
school boys washed my face yesterday in snow. 
Francisco would not be so impolite and cowardly. 
Mama, dear, I am tired of this cold country.” 

“Heloise, I fear a Dakota blizzard is coming up. 
Tell the children to all come in by the fire at once.” 

“Mama, how black the clouds look. I know we will 
be forced to sleep in the storm cellar tonight. How 
cold it is outside. The snow is up to the windows, 
the wind is blowing fiercely. It is growing darker and 
colder. After all, how cosy our parlor looks. Our 
sweet little pretty mother reading the big family Bible 
around a large warm fire. How beautifully she prays ; 
how sweetly she sings with us.” After making us all 
war mand comfortable, she put extra blankets on our 
beds and kissed us good night. 

“Ruth, I wish mama, could sleep with us. She is 
the sweetest angel on earth. I thank God we have 
a perfect Christian, devoted mother.” 

“Mama, how sweet you look this morning at break- 
fast.” 

“I have a letter from your father, asking all of us 
to go to Denver at once. He has a large railroad con- 


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tract there. It may last for years. I am delighted, 
because you have finished school.” 

Mama hired extra help. In a few days we were all 
on our way to Denver. Father took us girls to St. 
Mary’s Academy. 

The first night at the convent we cried all night for 
mama. At dawn the beautiful sun rose and shown 
brightly over the mountain tops, bringing comfort to 
our aching hearts. “Ruth, dear, come look at this 
glorious sunrise. How glorious His great round golden 
cup is, just peeping over the snow capped mountain. 
How lovely Denver is compared with cold, old, lonely 
Dakota.” 

“Sister Dolorine has just sent me a large basket of 
fruit and flowers. The nuns are so kind to us because 
we are so homesick. She asked me to take a walk 
with her tonight in the moonlight.” 

“Heloise, papa and mama will come tomorrow to 
take us to Pike’s Peak.” 

“O joy! We will visit Manitou and enjoy the sur- 
rounding scenery. Ruth, I am tired of dancing with 
just girls. I wish I could dance with Francisco tonight. 
Look at those nuns watching every move we make. 
They would go crazy if they should read this love 
letter I have in my dress. While marching this morn- 
ing L mailed a letter to him in front of their eyes.” 

“Ruth, you and Heloise please come for a walk 
with me in the moonlight, to watch the stars, too see 
the clouds float gracefully and clingingly around the 
moon. Ruth, how I love this bright moonlight.” 

“Sister Dolorine, I love you. May I confide in you 
and say anything I please, the same as I did with my 
beautiful little mother?” 

“Yes, dear.” 

“I love the starlight, because it reminds me how 
Francisco made love to me, how happy he made me 
beneath the southern stars. I wish you were loved 
as I am ; you are so sweet, pure and affectionate. You 
would make a beautiful wife and mother, dear. All 
nuns should have love and romance woven in their 
lonely lives.” 


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‘'Heloise, most of us have loved, lost and parted.’’ 

“My poor, darling, sweet little nun, you are crying; 
forgive me ; it is all my fault.” 

“Child, you may stay here a little longer. I will 
retire to my room now.” 

“Ruth, I honestly wish all the nuns and priests were 
married. I know love must be fascinating even to a 
nun. They could live as one big happy family, yet do 
good in the world. Love is sacred and would encour- 
age them to do more good.” 

“Of course it would, dear. Love inspires and en- 
courages us to live better lives. Marriage is divine, 
sacred, and beautiful. I long to see every soul on 
earth married to the one they love most — Pope, priests, 
nuns and all. We ought to be living with mama now, 
for families should never be parted.” 

“I wish Francisco was here. It is a crime to be 
alone in these wonderful gardens of lillies, ferns and 
roses without him. It seems as if all the stars and the 
moon are shining in vain, all these beautiful flowers 
wasting their sweetness on the mountain air.” 

“Heloise, why so blue, why so unhappy, dear? You 
look so lonely, so restless, walking back and forth like 
a caged animal. Be happy and contended here, dear.” 

“Ruth, suppose you try it.” 

“Enjoy the calm, cool night. The mysterious stars 
so calm and bright. Repeat that lovely poem to me, 
‘Silently one by one in the Infinite meadows of heaven, 
blossomed the lovely stars, the forget-me-nots of the 
angels.’ ” 

“I will pick these pretty red roses and send them 
to Francisco early tomorrow. I can hide them under 
my bed in a pitcher of water tonight.” 

“Heloise, run for your life, two nuns are after you. 
Hurry ! they might have a shotgun,” laughed Gloria. 

That night I dreamed the nuns were all in white, 
clinging to golden crosses in the moonlight. Each 
beautiful cross stood on a big rock high above the rag- 
ing sea. The nuns prayed to their Saints to be saved 
from the dark angry waters below. I saw their angels 
come floating down gracefully, with long white robes. 


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flying in the clouds. They must have been floating, 
as I could not see any wings. They clasped the nuns 
to their hearts and floated heavenward, caressing them 
tenderly as a mother does a tired child. They placed 
a golden crown on each of their heads, and floated away 
out of sight among the clouds. 

Sister Dolorine woke me up. “Your father and 
mother are in the parlor waiting for you.” 

“Papa and mama, it is a perfect day to climb the 
mountains. Here is beautiful Manitou.” 

“Cousin Frank and Fred promised to meet us with 
some boy friends here. Here they are.” 

Cousin Fred introduced us all. Then we ate chicken 
lunch, then all started up the rugged mountain side. 
The boys helped us with sticks and a rope. O, how 
we all enjoyed climbing Pike’s Peak. The air was cool 
and bracing. The scenery was perfectly grand. Up, 
up, we went, winding in and out among the huge trees. 
Laughing and singing on the way. We saw a variety 
of wild flowers, wild berries, grapes and ferns. We 
saw blue birds, robin red breasts, and wild magpies. 
Papa bought two talking magpies and a handsome 
green, red and yellow parrot for us children from an 
old hermit in the mountains. 

He had four small rooms in his hidden log cabin. 
Caleb Sargent, the hermit student, psychic, philosopher 
and scientific miner and farmer, was a modest yet a 
wonderful man. He was about the age of papa. He 
was an M. D. and owned a large sanitarium in Ala- 
meda, Cal. The doctor came out here for rest and 
study. Dr. Sargent took his books with him where- 
ever he went. The doctor was about fifty years old, 
with sandy beard and light hair. He had beautiful 
mild blue eyes, for he looked like his mother. The 
neat cabin was covered with large deer hides, wild 
lion skins. Rich brown-bear rugs covered his bed. 
His helper, who stayed with him, a young man, sold 
honey and milk to miners and tourists, fruit, flowers 
and birds. The dear doctor was too busy to know or 
care how his helpers robbed and deceived him. 

At the top of the mountain we all sang America. 


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Each voice rang out clear as a bell. We nearly shouted 
our heads off. We ate a light lunch of fruit, nuts and 
milk. Doctor told each one of us our past, present and 
future. He told us all our names and ages better than 
any gypsy could. We promised to visit his cabin 
next Sunday. 

After a week of hard study we all started again for 
the doctor’s home in the mountains. Mama invited 
Bee Rich to go too. As soon as we could get alone 
she handed me a long love letter from Francisco. 

“Dr. Caleb Sargent, we are so glad to see you again. 
I know you will like Bee Rich, our old teacher.” 

“Heloise, I want you to show my young friend, 
Dr. Willard, the spring.” 

“Miss Le Roy, will you come and pick flowers with 
me? We can climb this path. The Indians called it 
‘Lovers’ lane.’ Miss Le Roy, shall we linger by the 
cool spring? How beautiful the fragrant flowers are, 
nestling among the tall, delicate ferns. See the hang- 
ing rock above us. Come up on this high boulder so 
we can watch the clouds float below us, chasing each 
other away from the peak.” 

“How beautiful Denver and the farms look in the 
distance.” 

“How gracefully the rivers flow in the valley be- 
low us.” 

We heard the sweet song of birds in every bush. 
Tiny humming birds buzzed around us, gray squarrels 
with long bushy tails, watched us from their leafy 
homes. Cattle were grazing peacefully below us in 
the soft green clover. The woods looked like a real 
fairy land. 

“Miss Le Roy, how beautiful nature is. She rests us; 
soothes us, as a fond mother does her child. The beau- 
tiful scenery inspires love and admiration for our cre- 
ator. The maker of magnificent glory.” 

“Dr. Willard, how God must love us to make the 
world so beautiful. It is hard to leave these dear old 
trees, where the wild birds sing in love and harmony. 
Here in the tall mountain top, they warble and chant 
their daily prayers to God in gratitude of love for 


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life and happiness. Hear the echo of their sweet songs 
by the hillside, the music is sweeter than a vesper 
hymn.’’ 

“These birds of romance serenade their mates with 
tender love songs all day long. At night the sweet 
singers rest by the nest to protect their mates.” 

We picked flowers and ferns, waded in tiny moun- 
tain streams. 

“Dr. Willard, I am tired.” 

“I’ll carry you back to the cabin.” 

“I would rather watch this glorious sunset from here. 
See, the sun is slowly sinking behind the mountains. 
How grand it looks. Just like a ball of red fire. It 
looks like the harvest moon, only it sheds its brilliant 
diamond like rays in every direction ; each ray is tinged 
with a soft blue and golden hue. It is so strange that 
the sun reflects its light and beauty on the mountain 
tops for miles around.” 

“Look, Miss Le Roy, in the rosy west is all beauty. 
The rainbow has entwined her slender form around the 
sun to keep him company in the dark night. The beau- 
tiful rose and gold sunset is changing to blue.” 

“O ! Dr. Willard, after all, we shall see a violet sun- 
set! How dreamy and entrancing it is.” 

We were awed into perfect silence by the grandeur. 

“In the East, dark angry clouds are gathering rap- 
idly. We must return at once.” 

“Forgive me, Heloise, we have enjoyed the sunset 
for too long a time. Hurry, child, These mountain 
storms come suddenly, and are very dangerous.” 

All at once there was a peal of thunder. Lightning 
came from all directions. The woods appeared to be 
on fire. 

“I must carry you now. Miss Le Roy, or we are 
lost.” Suddenly the rain came down in great torrents. 

“Heloise, please do not cry.” He held the trembling 
child closer to his heart and ran down the steep moun- 
tain side. The storm was increasing. With every flash 
of lightning he grasped her more firmly and pressed 
her closer. 


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“Take new courage, Heloise, yonder is a big hanging 
boulder, where we can rest until the storm is over.’’ 

The great rocks hung like a canopy over our heads. 

“Come, it is nice and dry in here. I will hunt for 
some branches in the interior. You will have a warm 
fire. This is an old cave some miner has fitted out. 
Hush, dear, see how brightly the fire is burning. It 
makes this dark old cave look cheerful and homelike. 
. . . Thank God, you are growing calm. Heloise, 
dear, I love you. While you were clinging to me with 
your soft, trembling arms around my neck, in the 
storm, I was happy. I never loved any one in my life 
as I do you. Will you be my wife, dear?” 

“Sir, I am engaged to Mr. Parque. Read this letter.” 

“I see, he loves you madly. Please take your choice 
now, dear. Will you marry the gentleman in Mexico 
or myself?” 

“I love you the most. Dr. Willard.” 

“Then marry me.” 

“I see my sad mistake now. I will write to him to- 
morrow and tell him the truth.” 

“Please burn the letter from Francisco Parque and 
forget him. You belong to me now and forever. 
Mind you, forever ! The storm is worse. Look, there 
is a big log and rocks sliding fiercely and rapidly down 
the mountain side.” 

“Dr. Willard, I will not leave this cave to die in that 
awful storm !” 

“Remain here, dear. I will hunt for Caleb’s cabin. 
I will return later for you.” His face was pale and 
sad, the blue-gray of his large eyes reflected the pecu- 
liar light of the storm. “Every hour build up the fire 
and wave some burning wood so that I can find you.” 

“My dear, there is a great supply of wood here, so 
I can wave often.” How tall and splendid he looked, 
in the firelight. His heavy black hair intensified the 
natural paleness of his face. His eyes were now like 
the luster of burnished steel. His great tall shadow 
flickered uneasily on the boulder. It slowly melted 
into the darkness there, and seemed part of it. 


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‘‘Don’t go ! Oh ! please don’t go ! It is dangerous. 
Only a spirit could brave this tempest.” 

“I must for the sake of your reputation. Kiss me 
good-bye, dear.” 

Every few minutes for hours I waved the torch in 
the darkness. He did not return. I saw a large black 
star in the fire. I was afraid he was killed. I kindled 
a new fire in the door of the cave and kept the fire 
burning all night long. My poor darling never re- 
turned. 

The next day at sunrise the storm had cleared. I 
saw the clouds like a blue sea below me. Later a tall 
gentleman emerged from out of the clouds. I climbed 
down to meet him. It was my father. I told him of 
my new love, how the doctor had gone to the cabin 
for help. 

“Heloise, I just came from there. I did not see him. 
A special car has been waiting for you for hours. Your 
mother and the children are safe at home, wild to hear 
from you.” 

“Papa, dear. Dr. Willard is lost. I love him and we 
must find him at all costs.” 

“Heloise, we will return and test the clairvoyance 
of Caleb.” 

After telling Caleb the story we sat in the silence. 

“I can not find him because you are so nervous and 
anxious. You do not give me good conditions. I 
will try gazing in my new wonderful crystal. I just 
paid one thousand dollars for this large crystal. It 
is without a flaw.” 

“It is magnificent,” my father remarked. “It looks 
like a great diamond.” 

We kept our eyes on the crystal for a few minutes, 
then we saw trees, ferns and the beautiful scenes we 
had roamed over. We saw the cave, the fire and my 
doctor kissing me. Papa said, “Do not deny that and 
tell me an untruth. Science reveals your secret.” 

We could not see any more in the crystal then. 
We prayed, sang and gazed again. The magnetized 
crystal became a shifting mass of blue and gray that 
paled rapidly. Then in it developed a glistening white 


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structure. It was as round as the crystal, and in its 
heart it held an altar. Two shining beings in milky 
white robes were standing by it. The faces were those 
of the doctor and myself. 

“There is no church like that on earth,'' said papa. 

Again we looked and saw trees and a cool, deep 
spring near the rocks. There, close to the ferns, among 
the wild roses and violets and soft, green moss we saw 
Dr. Willard, white and ill. On his brow a white hand- 
kerchief was tied. 

“We can find that spring in a few minutes." 

We started for the spring. There we found him just 
as we had seen him in the crystal. He had fallen in 
the darkness and was too exhausted to move. 

“I will keep him here in my warm cabin until he 
is strong and well." I gave him some hot milk and 
left him in good care, then returned with papa to 
school. 


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CHAPTER V 


A month later Sister Dolorine handed me some let- 
ters, one from Dr. Willard. “My little love. I ask 
you not to worry over this letter. I cannot help my 
fate, my love, for you came too late. Doctor said today 
I am dying with quick consumption. Nothing can 
save me now. Come with your mother or Mrs. Rich 
at once. Dr. Willard.” 

Papa, mama and I started for the log cabin in the 
mountains, where doctor was dying. 

“Heloise, he has just had a violent spell of cough- 
ing,” said Dr. Caleb Sargent. 

“My darling, I am dying. Send my body home to 
California.” 

“I will take you home with me and see to every- 
thing,” said Dr. Sargent. 

“May I go with them, papa?” 

“Yes, Heloise, if it will make you happy.” 

“Your love is beautiful, doll. I have planned your- 
future for you. Caleb has discovered that you are my 
other half, that makes our love very sacred, pet. Here 
on my deathbed I have learned that you are my soul- 
mate. After my death I will return to you and be your 
Guardian Angel. I will return to love and protect 
you. 

“Lately I have discovered here in these beautiful 
mountains that there is no death, love. Don’t cry, 
Heloise, dear. I can not see you suffer. Promise to 
live in this world as if you had never seen me. Marry 
Francisco. I know he has wealth and loves you. If 
anything should part you and the gentleman, then 
marry the one that you love most.”' 

“Dear, since I have loved you so fondly, I never 
could love another.” 

“You may keep this picture and book, dear.” 

“I will always keep your picture, Benjamin.” 

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I have so much to tell you. I long to comfort you. 
Why should you cry. I am trying to prove to you 
there is no death, no space, and no separation for you 
and I. Last night I dreamed I was dying, holding your 
sweet young form in my arms.” 

“Darling, it will kill me if you die and leave me all 
alone, now that I worship you.” 

“We are so young that I hate to leave you. I am 
only a few years older than you are. Dear, finish your 
education. Please study music. Sometimes I hear 
sweet music from other worlds. I hear sweet songs 
from an angel’s lips. The heavenly music makes me 
forget all pain and sorrow. I often sleep and rest for 
hours after hearing that glorious music. Please accept 
this diamond ring as an engagement ring. Our mar- 
riage will take place in a brighter world where there 
is no death. Heloise, come nearer to me.” 

“Doctor, I am sorry you left the cave that night; 
the next morning was so calm and bright.” 

“It is too late to regret the past now. Death is far 
better than dishonor, love. In fact, it is beautiful. I 
see angels above me now. I see the face of a sweet 
child I once loved. I see old friends and relatives I 
knew well. It is no mistake, Heloise, I see them 
clearly, as I see you, dear. I see angels with light 
around their heads. I see our Savior. I am sorry I 
did not do more for Him while I had health. Heloise, 
dove, I am glad I go first, so I can build a home for 
you. When you die I will return for you and take you 
home, doll. This sudden darkness means death, love. 
I feel myself sinking. Pray and sing for me, dear.” 

“We will sing ‘Nearer, My God to Thee.’ ” 

“I thank you all. Twilight on the hill and dell. Dar- 
ling, after that the dark. Smile, my love, when I em- 
bark. May that sweet song toll the bell. I see angels 
with the ascension robe ; it is pure white. All pain has 
gone. God bless your sweet soul, love. I am rising 
above in arms of love.” 

“Doctor, I wish I could go with you. I never loved 
as I do now.” 

“He has gone,” said Dr. Sargent. 


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It was the most beautiful death I ever saw. It proves 
there is no so-called death. He never lost his perfect 
mind for a moment. I kissed his lifeless lips a hun- 
dred times. I pressed his beautiful dark head close 
to my heart in agony. They left the room in tears. I 
put my arms around his neck then cried until I could 
cry no longer. The room looked so cold and drear. 
How strange, such a tall, handsome boy should die for 
my sake. I kissed him over and over again. Kissed 
him good-bye, then gently closed the door to all hope 
of love and happiness. 

I walked out in the starlight. The pale calm moon 
I loved so dearly held no attraction for me. I walked 
down the mountain side where we found him by the 
cool spring among the rocks and ferns. There I prayed 
to die in my awful loneliness. I saw a beautiful bright 
star on the dark rocks above. I heard a voice say, 
“Emma is here, please do not cry dear. We will lead 
your mother to you.” Soon mama put her loving arms 
around me. I faltered and staggered at every step. 
She helped me up the mountain side. 

That night we made arrangements with Dr. Sargent 
that I might take a course in nursing. 

Tonight I was to say good-bye to Sister Dolorine. 
That lonely night while praying by the altar I heard 
gentle tappings. I saw Lily and Emma kneeling be- 
side me, praying. Emma asked me to fast and pray, 
to make better conditions so doctor could return to me. 
I determined to develop that I might see him and hear 
him. 

I walked down the hall to Sister Dolorine’s room. 
The beautiful nun was sleeping peacefully. “You are 
too young and affectionate to be a nun. Lily and 
Emma just told me by the altar that angels in Heaven 
are married. They call the two, one angel. They are 
united by the law of attraction. Holy marriage in 
other worlds is the most sacred love in the universe. 
In Heaven all are true to their soul-mates. Sister 
Dolorine, you will find the one intended for you some 
day. Lily stands here now and tells me that while 
you are sleeping your soul is in a beautiful spirit- 


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home, where the sun shines all day long, where birds 
sing sweetly, where flowers and fruit grow alway ; 
where romance and beauty dwell. Dream on, it would 
be a sin to wake you, to call your soul back just to 
suffer with me. 

“Oh, how I long for him. I long for that perfect 
soul, that God in His infinite love has created for me 
alone. This dear old convent seems so cold, so large 
and lonely. I love these nuns and their sacred devo- 
tion to God. I love all religion. I will go to the 
chapel to pray again; perhaps I will see him. Mama 
said her prayers were answered. I know mine will be. 

“My divine Father, I beg forgiveness for all sins. 
I come here broken-hearted to serve Thee, faithfully. 
I know Christ and others are resurrected. I know I 
shall be also. I will teach that there is no immortal 
hell. I will teach the world in some way how divine, 
how merciful. Thou art to forgive and forget all sins 
as soon as we make every wrong right. I will give 
my life to Thee. O teach me to do Thy will. Teach 
me to help abolish cruel war, white slavery, child labor, 
inharmony, ignorance. O may I help Thee to do away 
with selfishness that causes universal poverty. Thou 
has provided abundantly for everything. Please send 
me doctor with angels of love and light to help and 
protect me. Help me to practice the Golden Rule. 
Give me strength to walk in the footsteps of Jesus. 
Thy will be done, not mine. O Lord, I thank thee 
for love and immortality. Amen.” 

Tears filled my eyes as I said farewell to you. Dear 
old chapel, I love your altar banked with flowers and 
cool ferns that I brought from the mountain to deco- 
rate you with. I love your pure white candles with 
their bright, pure lights that attract saints to us; it 
proves that light attracts light. I love your graceful 
figures of Saints, and Our Lord and His mother. It 
helps us to concentrate in earnest prayer on the real 
ones. When we pray to them they think of us. Good- 
bye beautiful dear altar, your Saints are a sweet com- 
fort and blessing to me. I have felt your tender influ- 
ence. I have watched your indulgent smile, sweetly 


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pleading for me. My dear angels, your pretty red lips 
are always praying for me, your snowy white arms 
comfort and caress me, your sacred golden lights are 
like precious diamonds to me. 

I saw a priest and two nuns praying near me. Ben- 
jamin appeared close to my side, showed me a perfect 
gold cross composed of precious stones set in gold and 
radium. I saw wonderful butterflies on the cross. He 
smiled and said, “These are all emblems of immortal- 
ity.” 

After parting with the nuns and my loved ones at 
home I started for California. I determined to be a 
trained nurse and comfort the sick and suffering. 

In a few hours the train was winding its way around 
one of the highest mountains in Colorado. I was on 
the rear of the train, watching the magnificent scenery 
in the bright moonlight. We could see every river, hill 
and tree distinctly. As I said my prayers I heard a 
sweet voice praying with me. “Heloise, I came back 
to tell you how beautiful the unseen world is.” The 
higher up in the mountains we climbed the more per- 
fect my clairvoyance became. “There are two engines 
pulling us up this steep grade.” I looked out of my 
window and saw the two big mountain snow-engines 
just as he had said. I thought there was only the one 
we had started with. Doctor then told me the time 
correctly, just to prove that he could return and give 
me facts. He told me all about the scenery and just 
what I would see next. He even told the name of the 
next town and just the time we would arrive there. 
It always came out just as he said. Doctor told me I 
was created for him alone, that I was his other half, 
his twin soul. He said angels had just proven the 
fact to him beyond a doubt. “Heloise, in a few years 
San Francisco will be destroyed by earthquake. After 
it is destroyed Mexico will go to war, then all Europe 
will break out in war. It will be the greatest war in 
the world. They will fight in the air and on land 
and sea. In ten years from now air ships will be in- 
vented. Caleb and others are now inventing them 
secretly.” 


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THE ALLIES WILL WIN. 

‘Tn my dreams I often used to see big birds floating 
in the air, some were as large as this car.” 

“You are a great sensitive. You get their thoughts 
while asleep. The subconscious mind cannot lie. 
These airships will destroy homes and innocent life. 
Dear, I must change my name to protect you. Your 
angels and I know it is best to call me Eno from this 
night on. Emma and her father are here. They told 
me A1 and Bill are worse than ever. They are cruel, 
ignorant, dark, wicked spirits.” 

“Why do they stay around me?” 

“They want you to steal, lie and drink as they used 
to do when in the body. If they can make some 
sensitive sin they take on conditions and enjoy such 
a life.” 

“Eno, I will fool them.” 

“See that you do, dear. Pray, think good thoughts 
and perhaps I can drive them away. They tried to 
harm me. Good angels protected me. A1 and Bill 
are very deceitful ; their mother and relatives are as 
bad as they are. They often abuse helpless mediums. 
They often impersonate your relatives. Angels say 
they never can be trusted at any time. A1 and Bill 
are lazy paupers, that will not work or study.” 

Trembling with fear, I saw Al. He was insane and 
had no control of himself. 

“Al is a tramp here ; his relatives do not want him. 
He can not learn to work. All three steal, lie and 
live in filth, idleness and shame. Al is insane from 
past crimes and ignorance. Bill has influenced some 
one to steal your suit case.” I looked around the car 
and my valued suit case had been stolen. “Don’t 
worry, love, you have plenty of money to buy new 
clothes.” Eno kissed me good night. 

I began to fear Al and Bill more than ever. These 
low spirits were almost nude with awful hard, ugly, 
insane faces. I could see their eyes were wild and 
terrible to look at. I was afraid of them. 


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“Heloise, doll, get off here and get a ticket for Mex- 
ico City. Francisco needs you at once.” 

“I will go now and return a month later to be a 
nurse.” 

“My relatives will bury me here where I was born. 
Please go on without seeing that old dead body again. 
When you suffer I do.” 

After a few days of traveling constantly I heard a 
man call out, “Next stop, Mexico City.” Soon as I 
arrived I hunted up my old friend, George Morgan. 
Eno had given me the correct address, after all my 
doubts. 

“Heloise, dear, how did you ever get here? How 
strange fate should bring you just where you are 
needed most. I visited Francisco yesterday in prison. 
He handed this letter to mail to you. Burn the letter 
soon as you finish it or they may arrest us. We must 
be very careful here in Mexico.” 

“My darling girl. I am in prison here in Mexico 
City. I am innocent of any wrong, but I am very rich, 
now. My enemies cast me in prison to rob me. Come 
at once and get the jewels I have for you. These 
enemies have killed my brother. My enemies are self- 
ish and are jealous of me. Dear, I am a socialist. 
I must see the poorest slave (peon) free in Mexico. 
The nation should enjoy the same freedom as our 
beautiful America, the land of the free. O, if I could 
live to serve my people. I love them. I intended to 
establsh better schools, farms and laws. I pray for a 
new law to give every peon in Mexico his liberty, each 
should own his home or farm. I want Mexico and 
Canada annexed to America. All Europe should adopt 
the same laws America has for liberty, rest and peace. 
Come and see me, darling, and get what few jewels 
they have not stolen from me. I still have priceless 
diamonds, rubies and large soft pink pearls for your 
sweet baby neck. I have beautiful rings I cling to, 
for your dear sake. Leave Mexico as soon as you get 
my jewels or you will be murdered for them. Last 
night I dreamed that a coward wanted my position and 


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wealth. Do not trust these selfish men. Adios, Ninita, 
Your own Francisco.^^ 

“George, please take me to him at once. I will dis- 
guise as a nun. I have one of Sister Dolorine’s old 
costumes which she gave me for protection to do slum 
work.” 

With the help of a few Masons we saw poor Fran- 
cisco. He was pale, calm and brave in his martyrdom. 
He was the most perfect gentleman in Mexico. 

“Attendant, please get me some water. I am so 
tired.” 

“Yes, sister, I will.” 

“Sister, I thank God you came to visit me.” I re- 
moved my heavy black veil. Francisco clasped me to 
his heart. 

“O, how you have suffered; what is the matter, 
dear?” 

“I am too faint with hunger to stand. I have not 
tasted water for days. My enemy has abused me in 
this cold, damp, dark filthy cell. He made me sign 
papers against my will, at the point of a pistol. I sold 
my secret gold mine to buy a home and jewels for 
you. Ninita, why are you so pale and thin?” 

“I suffer because you do, my poor darling.” 

“Forgive me for telling you my sorrow, Heloise. 
Mexico and the world need universal education. I 
want all the people, not a few selfish brutes, to own 
the land.” 

“Why do the good and innocent suffer in prison? I 
will pray for my Saints and Eno to help you. George, 
get him water, he has fainted from hunger.” 

“Sister, never tell I stole the fruit and water or they 
would beat me,” he moaned. 

“Francisco, do put on these robes and veil I wear 
and escape. Tell your friends how wicked men robbed 
and abused you, then get revenge.” 

“I would, if you were safe. Soon as they found you 
here they would kill you. Take this belt of valuable 
jewels and money, then leave Mexico at once.” 

He held me closely in his arms and kissed me ten- 
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We bowed our heads and prayed for liberty and hap- 
piness. Eno came and prayed for justice. 

“Francisco, keep your mind in tune with the Infinite. 
Forget your surroundings. Let your wonderful mind 
master the situation. Think of only the beautiful.” 

At this suggestion he took a faded rose from his 
bosom. 

“Heloise, I could never part from this bud you gave 
me.” He closed his beautiful dark, weary eyes. Eno 
put him in a trance. “Darling, how well you cook. 
I never tasted a finer meal. How beautiful this coun- 
try home is. I love the sunshine and the flowers. 
How sweetly the birds sing. Heloise, come, we will 
dance this last waltz together. How I love this music. 
Again we are all alone in the soft moonlight. Your 
baby lips are sweeter than ever; how lovely you look 
under the palms and roses, close to the bower of 
Ragged Robins. The stars are dying one by one. 
Heloise, I thank God for you and liberty.” We closed 
the door gently, knowing he would dream on like this 
for hours. 

Next morning I heard the newsboys crying “Extra! 
Extra !” The paper told how poor Francisco was shot 
in the back by a coward that took his wealth, etc. 


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CHAPTER VI 

‘‘Heloise, I have so much to tell you, now that 
we are safe on our way to America/’ The mad crowd 
hadn’t noticed us leave Mexico City. “I have revenged 
my love at last. We Masons tried to rescue Francisco, 
and as we stepped from our closed carriage, another 
one drove up. We followed at a distance. Later, we 
saw Francisco shot in the back. I saw him die in 
agony. He told me that Lena was with the man that 
killed him. She was his companion. 

I followed them to the mountains after killng the 
horses. I caught Lena. The other men escaped. She 
was dressed as a man. I showed her Emma’s letter, 
then reached for my knfe to kill her. Lena ran like 
a wild-cat up the mountain side, I after her, deter- 
mined to kill her. I dodged among the high brush and 
thorny cactus with my strong sharp knife held closely 
in my hand. I saw her look down at me from the 
rocks above. She threw one at me. I dodged it just 
in time, waving my cruel knife threatingly. Good- 
ness, how she could run. I was gaining on her. As 
she stopped to hurl another rock at me, she stumbled 
backwards over some hgh rocks, out of sight. I saw 
that Fate was just and had revenged me. I heard an 
awful cry. She had fallen in a den of rattlesnakes. I 
saw them wind around her, striking their angry, poi- 
soned fangs in her face, hands and breast. She looked 
up at me in wild, mad agony, with outstretched arms. 
I threw her my knife, telling her justice was more cruel 
than that blade. She kissed my knife and plunged it 
in her false, wicked heart.” 

“George, I am glad your knife saved her from a 
little misery.” 

“She deserved her fate. Lena was bold, coarse and 
deceitful from the first. I hate her. She followed me 
and made love to me even in public. 

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you are. Men worship good, sincere women. Now 
we have loved and lost, we are so lonely and dis- 
couraged. I long to make you happy. If I could only 
take Francisco’s place I would be happy. Heloise, 
dear, will you b emy wife when we get to America?” 

“Yes, George, if you will take the nurse’s course with . 
me? I want to give my life up to God.” 

That night I cried for the poor, suffering in Mexico. 
When would poor Mexico win liberty now that Fran- 
cisco was murdered. O ! if I only had the power to 
carry out his plans. He wants each peon to own some 
land. 

Abner Tibbettes joined us the next day. “I want to 
travel with you until you are married, then I will visit 
your dear father. I am a medium ; my daughter, Jennie, 
told me to protect you, Heloise. She has been in 
Heaven for years. I can see your guardian angel stand- 
ing by you now.” 

“What is his name, Abner?” 

“Eno, my child.” I was too delighted to speak. 

“It is a fact, I know he is always with me. Please 
tell me more about Eno.” 

“He shows me a storm in the mountains and an en- 
gagement ring. He tells me you love him, is that true?” 

“Yes, all you say is a fact.” 

“Heloise, I still love Emma, so we will not be jeal- 
ous.” We all laughed merrily. 

There is an old captain on the train that is going to 
sail to South America. We went to school together. 
Captain Johnson wants all of us to go. Heloise, I wish 
we could go. Come, Heloise, it will not cost you a cent. 
He is a better medium than I, said Abner. It was a 
beautiful, calm day as the Queen Anne sailed south- 
ward. George, I can see many stars that I never saw in 
America. The stars are smaller and more numerous. 
While in South America we went fishing on the Ama- 
zon. Our Indian guide and Captain Disler caught a 
great silver-white fish about ten feet long. The four 
men landed the monster after fighting him for hours. 
He looked like a big catfish, like those that papa caught 
in the Missouri in Dakota. He had a big mouth and 


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a row of hard small teeth. Indians called him piraiba; 
they live on monkeys, men and fish. These fish are 
hard to find, as they keep close to the river bed. We 
saw gar fish, with scales hard as stone. We made a 
camp fire and had a regular old-fashioned fish fry; it 
tasted fine. The Indians ate until they were ill. The 
churches we saw were Catholic. The land was rich 
and should all be farmed. The people were very polite 
and generous. George, I wish we could live in South 
America, it is beautiful. 

We sailed into the Golden Gate at San Francisco in 
May. On the twentieth of May in 1893 George and I 
were married in Oakland, California. We took the 
nurse’s course under Dr. Caleb Sargent. We would 
study often until midnight. 

One morning I heard Eno say : ‘T hope you will be 
happy with George. You heed his protection. Here 
there is no jealousy, as each has his own or is patiently 
waiting for them, as I am. Heloise, my darling, I 
would not trade you for all the universe, or any lady in 
Heaven. I adore you. I shall always be with you 
through eternity, love. We will live happily together 
as long as time lasts. After your transition we will 
live in Mars. All find their own as soon as they are 
worthy of their twin souls. After they are united here 
we call them angels. After your death, you are my 
wife in the sight of God and angels. He made you for 
me alone. I knew that was so before I came over here. 
Ancients called twin souls Osiris and Isis. When 
spirit mates are united here after a long separation, 
their happiness is indescribable. 

“The sacred pure love of twin souls is itself immortal 
life and happiness. Love and light hold the secret of 
eternal life. Heloise, love, when you come over here, 
our life will be filled with ecstasy and divine, holy 
peace.” He showed me a beautiful diamond engage- 
ment ring, another very valuable, wonderful new blue 
Indian sapphire ring. The wonderful stone was cut 
square. Although it had only four sides, its brilliancy 
was greater than any imaginable stone. It was so per- 
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not be found on earth, it is a mixture of the cobalt 
shade and midnight blue. We do not have such beau- 
tiful colors on earth. He showed me two pearls and a 
beautiful crown that I shall wear some day. 

“When you pass over the beautiful river of Death 
I will take you in my arms to a wonderful mountain 
home. Then you will enjoy your jewels which I keep 
for you. Then you will be united to your friends and 
relatives and myself. Heloise, Emma, Julia, Stead, and 
Lily want to talk to you.’’ 

“Heloise, darling, we are your invisible helpers. I 
wish we had been mediums and missionaries while on 
earth. I see now how we could have been powers for 
good.” 

The more good you do on earth, the more wealth 
and friends you have here. If you steal on earth, you 
must return here that which was stolen, with interest. 
Do please help the women of the world, your dear sis- 
ters, out of white slavery. Help to abolish war, pov- 
erty, sickness, sin and crime. Help all farmers to ob- 
tain better conditions. People should buy directly 
from the farmer and should pay him higher prices. 
All men should be farmers on earth, yet no one should 
work over six hours, because all need more education. 
Your government should control prices on absolute 
public necessities,” said Eno. “Farmers should form 
colonies and work in perfect harmony and love, as they 
do here.” 

“Oh, Emma dear, you look so young and beautiful. 
Your hair is darker and more beautiful than ever.” 

“We are all young and beautiful here, dear, providing 
we are good. Sin and ignorance mar the face and 
form. Lena is old and ugly here. She still suffers in 
purgatory surrounded by snakes for having killed me. 
She will suffer until she learns to keep God’s holy corn- 
mandments and obey saints. Heloise, dear, George is 
my other half. Lena should have returned to her own 
husband, as the angels told her to do. Here, she is an 
outcast, in darkness and poverty. People shun her. I 
can read her thoughts; they are as evil as ever.” 

“Emma, your aura is beautiful. I can see your gold 


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cross and chain. I see lights near you. How pretty 
your robes and sandals are.” 

‘‘Heloise, Emma has wealth now, while Lena suffers 
and begs in rags.” 

“Heloise, you look like Eno; twin souls resemble 
each other. Here they look exactly alike, after they 
live together for a long time. They think in about the 
same manner.” 

“Emma, how do they find each other?” 

“By the law of attraction. They fall in love at first 
sight. There is a perfect mental harmony.” 

“Eno, please explain what I see, dear.” 

“With pleasure, pet.” 

“Often I see two tall, beautiful angels that look ex- 
actly alike. One is a man, the smaller a woman. With 
them I see two children, a boy and a girl, that look like 
twins. All four are dressed in beautiful white and blue 
robes with sandals. I see many different colored lights 
around their beautiful heads. I see that the violet 
lights are the strongest. The woman wears a hand- 
some gold crown and jewels. I see them now.” 

“Heloise, my love, you see them just as I see them; 
your clairvoyance is perfect. The crown you see is the 
same to her as your wedding ring is to you on earth. 
The father and mother are spirit-mates from Saturn ; 
I can tell by the lights around them. The two children 
are their own ; these are born soul-mates, and will never 
be parted. If they were parted, death would surely 
follow eventually. Love, light and sex is life here. 
Spirit mates live in ecstasy in Saturn and all higher 
planets. Low, ignorant spirits, such as Lena, Al, and 
Bill, will not find their own until they are worthy and 
educated. Heloise, no one with evil thoughts can enter 
Heaven. 

“The birth of a new soul over here, if it is pure, is a 
glorious sight to witness. Resurrection from Earth to 
Saturn is a most magnificent sight.” 

“How can one go from Earth to that beautiful planet 
Saturn?” 

“Earth is only a school to prepare for Heaven. Our 
Saviour, Jesus, went to Heaven. Some saints that 


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follow in His golden footprints go to Saturn or higher 
planets direct from Earth. 

Selfishness and sin keep thousands earth-bound, 
Sin alone keeps millions of the dead in darkness and 
sorrow. Ignorance drags the soul downward. After 
death we all are rewarded according to our merits, 
good and bad. All go just where they belong. Life on 
earth is too short to squander it in sin. It doesn’t pay. 

“The body dies only once. In other planets twin 
souls are translated to higher spheres, in ecstasy and 
radiant splendor. The Bible teaches that Elijah was 
translated from earth to Heaven. That was his reward 
for being a good medium. The Bible teaches spirit 
mates. ‘What God hath joined together let not man 
put asunder.’ Jacob saw them in a vision going from 
earth to Heaven in pairs. They are God’s holy angels 
doing His will. Twin souls are still climbing higher 
and higher to that ‘Great White Throne’ on that tall, 
lovely ethereal ladder of gold. The vision was an 
emblem, a lesson for the world. We go step by step, 
from planet to planet, until we are pure in heart, then 
we shall see God in Heaven itself. There we will meet 
all our loved ones again. If one soul is lost, we search 
in the darkness again and again until we find him, then 
we watch over him for years until he learns the way to 
Heaven. One day all will be saved, not one lost. 

“Heloise, your husband’s full name is George Chester 
Morgan,” said Emma. 

“That is a fact,” said George, “I had almost for- 
gotten it — a good test. I never liked the name.” 

“George, I love the name Chester.” 

“Heloise, dear, call me anything you please.” 

“Come here, Chester, until I whisper something 
sweet in your ear. I am going to Healdsburg College 
and give our child a prenatal education. We must 
make the conditions for a perfect child.” 

After a few months of perfect living and hard study, 
Chester took me to Dr. Sargent’s wonderful sanitarium, 
the best in the world. He gave us a sunny room next 
to his own, and called us his children. I went every 
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Dr. Sargent paid his helpers well. He treated others 
better than he did himself. He treated hundreds of 
charity patients free, and at all times he gave money 
to the poor and educated good boys. Dr. Sargent paid 
all the expenses of some students at Cooper Medical 
College. He worked day and night to help suffering 
humanity. He and his family were the best people I 
ever knew. He was noble, kind, generous; he lived 
above reproach and sin. He was very busy and a great 
student. He was the editor of “Health,” an instructive 
journal he published once a month. “Health” was con- 
sidered the most perfect and scientic medical journal of 
the age. As well as being an M.D., he healed the mind 
by suggestion. The great, noble psychotherapist cured 
the weak-minded and insane by prayer, suggestion and 
diet. Doctor often told them that “idleness was the 
devil’s work-shop.” He taught them to love work and 
study. My child was born in the calmness of the Twi- 
light Sleep, a great invention and a secret to the world. 
We named her Elva Bell Morgan. 

My little Elva looked like a real imported doll. She 
had large brown eyes, cury golden hair, tiny rosebud 
mouth, little couch-shell ears, pink little rose-petal 
hands and feet. I was the happiest young mother in 
the world. How I enjoyed the sweet little angel. 

One night our dear Dr. Sargent invited John Disler 
and Augusta Whitney to hold a materlizing seance. 
Emma came out of the cabinet first, dressed as a bride, 
with her beautiful hair braided in two long heavy 
braids. She held a large bouquet of white roses in her 
arms and called for George. Soon as he embraced her 
she faded away by his side. Aunt Alvira and Sister 
Dolorine came next. I could not understand why they 
came; I thought they were alive in Colorado. Later 
I wrote to Denver and found out both had passed on. 
Dolorine proved it was herself. Eno came next. He 
looked as he had in life. He proved his identity. Hope 
and Daisy brought fresh flowers and threw them in our 
laps. An Indian girl called Bright Star laughed and 
danced for us. One man made yards of pretty lace for 
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Sister of Charity and Salvation Army lassie prayed 
’with us. Every person recognized some of their dead 
that night. 

The phenomena was true ;we gave them no chance to 
fake. There was a large fish globe on the table. Tiny 
lights kept sparkling around the fish. Eno flashed a 
perfect rainbow around the globe; it was grand. The 
numerous lights were dazzling with brilliancy. Our 
angels sang with us. The rooms were crowded with 
good, intelligent people from every part of the land. 
The sensitives worked under test conditions. They 
were reliable and honest. Augusta was the finest 
trumpet medium in the world. She was beautiful, 
noble and the soul of honor ; a total stranger to us, yet 
she gave each of us facts from our unseen friends. 
Sweet spirit voices sang in her silver trumpet, while 
floating in the air above us. Eno sang, “Nearer My 
God to Thee.” I knew and recognized his voice. The 
voices sounded sweeter than any perfect trained singer 
on earth. The prayers and sacred songs were a sweet 
comfort to us. 

Eno came out of the cabinet with long flowing rich 
robes and taught us how to abolish universal poverty 
and sin. “We need more schools; universal brotherly 
love and good thoughts will give the poor plenty. God 
owns Heaven and earth. More churches. Universal 
scientific farming, for all. Canals should flow through 
all deserts to cool the country and cause rain. All 
canals should run east and west, as they do in Mars 
and other planets.” One lady asked Eno, “Where will 
we get the money?” The war money or the gold used 
for whiskey and tobacco is enough to carry through 
these reforms. These drugs ruin the soul and body. 
Tobacco is only good to kill germs in the garden. Use 
your personal influence to educate the world up to this 
idea. The three sides of the canal must be very strong, 
so as to avoid an overflow. Plant fruit and nuts on 
each side of the canals, and along each side of all the 
railroads. Pass a law that all must work and study 
hard for four hours a day, from the ages of ten to forty. 
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to work and study longer. The people should work 
and study where and when they please. The soul must 
have liberty to progress. Every one should own land 
to work on just to keep in perfect health. Exercise 
and hard study prolongs life and beauty. Two meals a 
day is plenty, one at noon is better still. Babies should 
be fed very often, but little at a meal. If you live on 
one meal a day, drink a pint of pure cool water morning 
and evening and sleep in the open air. People should 
keep thin, active and charming. If you long to be 
happy, live a simple Christ-like life, and practice the 
Golden Rule. Treat others as you would have them 
treat you. The poor here are often the rich in other 
worlds. Never abuse a prisoner or beggar, for he is as 
much an entity as yourself. .He may be a millionaire in 
the next world. Remember he will take revenge then. 
We keep our individuality after death. Our disposition 
is the same one hour after we are here as it was an hour 
before death. Some do not realize they have passed 
through death until they see some one they know is 
dead. When they look into a mirror they are sur- 
prised because they look so young. Often times they 
thank God for youth and immortality. The ignorant 
and low are not so grateful. 

Learn to create work for all that want work. If you 
die in debt here, you must pay all you owe in Mars. 
So you cannot cheat another on earth. Every wrong 
must be made right before you can own land or claim 
friends in the planets. You cannot deceive a soul after 
your transmission, for they can read your thoughts. It 
is of no avail to try to steal in Mars. They would 
catch you in the act by means of mental telepathy, and 
shun your society for months. No need of flirting, each 
has his other half, and are contented and happy. Work 
is very popular and fascinating here. We work hard 
about four hours a day. It is for play and recreation 
rather than work, hence none overwork. Work is a 
joy. It is a part of the law that all must graduate from 
school here before they can get married with the joyful 
ceremony to their own. 

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great green snakes. The good angels let them in, so 
we could see how dark insane spirits looked and acted. 
They were practically nude — a short tunic or covering 
came to the knees. We saw them dimly. They came 
to make mischief. There was not a light near their 
heads, because of their sin, ignorance and laziness. 

“Eno, why does Lena and A1 bring snakes?” 

“They are insane and fear them. Fear attracts the 
same as love does. A1 thinks the same thoughts that 
vipers do. In the lonely swamps where he lives he 
cannot escape them. He was a cruel white slave fiend 
and thief on earth. His father was a low, ignorant 
drunk. Bill cheated his friends and drank, on earth. 
Now he is a low hypnotist, a beggar, and an outcast in 
darkness. These three live together, for they think the 
same thoughts. They were fast, cruel and very selfish ; 
all were crazy for money. People here shun them — 
they are deceitful and very dangerous. Here are three 
good examples of the idle, ignorant rich. Never follow 
in their footsteps. See how wild the eyes look ! how 
insane, old and guilty they look. Dear friends, it pays 
to follow in the footsteps of Jesus, that wonderful holp 
medium. He is in Heaven now, surrounded with 
power, light and happiness.” 

5 (! * * 

Elva Morgan is now sixteen, tall, slender, with large 
dark brown, soft innocent eyes. Her pure soul found 
expression in those mysterious, charming lanquid eyes. 
She has long, heavy golden brown hair that just match 
her pretty big eyes. In the sunlight her wonderful 
wavy hair had a touch of gold. She was the most 
popular girl in college and a great painter and writer 
of short stories. 

“Chester, dear, Elva has been in school all her life; 
we had better travel with her in California this vaca- 
tion. Our poor little doll must have a change at once.” 

We started first to Yosemite. Here we saw the 
rarest scenery in the world. Then we saw the redwood 
forest; here we saw some of the largest trees in the 
world. We climbed the grand old Sierras. We hunted, 
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sailed from San Francisco on the White Swan to Cata- 
lina. The voyage was calm and delightful. At Cata- 
lina we saw graceful silvery flying fish all around our 
boat. We saw the submarine gardens through clear 
glass-bottomed boats. The inventor touched a botton 
turning on a powerful searchlight. Through this bright 
light we saw every variety of fish. The gold fish were 
brighter than ever. The sea bottom was a new world 
— a fairyland of great beauty. How we enjoyed the 
beautiful gardens of the sea. We gathered magnificent 
shells and hundreds of perfect, clear moonstones and 
opals. Some we made rings of. 

We went to Los Angeles. We visited Rubio Canyon. 
How beautiful the fern-lined palace in the mountains 
was ! I enjoyed the beautiful falls, and playfully let 
the cold water fall over my hands. Eno came and re- 
joiced that I was so happy in this beautiful fairyland. 
I could see him clearly in the sunshine by the waters. 
We walked and talked in the mountains as we had 
done years ago in the dear Colorado mountains. I 
heard every whisper just as distinctly as I did on that 
beautiful day before the fatal storm. “Heloise, I thank 
God nothing can harm the soul after it once leaves the 
earth.” 

“Eno, you look the same as ever, dear.” 

“At our birth on earth we are born with a physical 
and spiritual body. The earth body has decayed. I am 
now in this new spiritual body that looks like the other, 
only that it is more perfect. I weigh less than I did, 
for I float through space as fast as you can think. 
Darling child, I love my liberty and life. I thank God 
for glorious immortality. Now, pet, can’t you be cheer- 
ful and happy when you know there is no death ; when 
you know I will love you through all eternity, dove?” 

“Eno I am happy, yet it is hard to convince others to 
know there is no death. My darling, I want everyone 
to be as happy as I am and to have more wealth than I 
have.” 

“So do I, dear. Selfishness keeps them in poverty, 
love.” We left the bank of sweet-scented ferns for the 
summit. We took the trolley car up the steep incline. 


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“We will soon reach Echo mountain,’’ said Eno, and 
we did. 

At Echo mountain the view is superb. Elva, George 
and I would sing, laugh and talk loud. The echo would 
repeat the song in a richer, firmer voice two or three 
times. “Mama, even the very mountains sing in perfect 
harmony with us.” 

“Certainly they do, Elva, darling. God created 
everything in harmony. There are no discords in 
nature; she is part of us.” We took another electric 
car to Ye Alpine Tavern, an artistic home in which 
travelers may rest. The scenery was superb. The 
variety of views was charming and exhilarating. 
Roguish squirrels with large bushy tails played in the 
trees above us. 

After climbing to a point which was six thousand 
feet above the sea, we returned to the Mt. Lowe Ob- 
servatory. The kind, beloved professor showed us the 
sun spots through the glass. He was so polite and 
kind to us and taught us so much. We all loved him. 
I told him all that Eno had taught me about the sun 
and stars. He said that it was all true, according to 
science. Those words made me happy. We all know 
that E. L. Larkin is one of the most intelligent men 
of this age. He is a great student and is an authority 
on astronomy. Eno said, “The sun is full of electricity 
that gives life. The sun contains about sixty elements, 
radium, iron, etc. The fire in it does not burn out as 
it does on earth. Light is one of the greatest secrets of 
immortality. Love is another. The sun rotates on its 
axis faster than our world does ; all stars rotate in like 
manner. In the Galaxy alone there are millions multi- 
plied by millions of suns larger and grander than our 
own. Each sun gives life and happiness to millions of 
other worlds and all their inhabitants. Our Creator 
loves and protects them, as he does us, through all 
eternity. Oh ! how I love God, our Father in Heaven.” 

“Eno, I wish I could be more worthy of His love and 
protection.” How glorious to see the landscapes below 
us comprising range upon range of golden tinted moun- 
tains. “Elva, dear child, look below us and see the 


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wide fertile valleys, the rivers, and far-reaching azure 
sea with its fringes of white breakers. Through this 
glass I can see them dash against the rocks near the 
lighthouse at San Pedro. I see the little islands and 
dear old Catalina.” 

Eno and I witnessed again a gorgeous violet sunset 
silently. Words cannot express our happiness caused 
by the grand scenery and glorious violet sunset. In the 
west was all blue and gold, in the east the world was 
pink. The bright rose mingled with the silver and 
azure blue. “Eno, I am afraid the Sun is sinking from 
our view.” 

“The sun leaves His glorious reflection on the 
azimuth of the horizon. It is like the resurrection of 
the Saviour. He left us His blessing of peace and love 
after suffering such cruel abuse from an ignorant 
world.” 

CHAPTER VH 

A year later I founded a physical research society 
where honest mediums of all kinds worked free one day 
in each month. No fakes or mercenaries were allowed 
in the building; for so many selfish, ignorant mediums 
fake the truth for the money in it. I would rather 
starve to death than fake to any investigator seeking a 
message from their sacred dead. If I should deceive a 
hungry soul that came to me for knowledge, Eno and 
my angels would leave me, and the low dark spirits like 
Lena, Bill, and A1 would cling to me and harm me by 
hypnotizing me to sin. “Eno, every time I think of 
them I hear them trying to abuse me. I know they are 
keeping me from doing good.” 

“Yes, Heloise, they have made enemies for you by 
mental suggestion. These three fiends have tried to 
part you from your husband. Heloise, love, do not 
make the condition for them to come and obsess you; 
they are depraved, low earth-bound demons and are 
very dangerous. They are vampires absorbing the 
vitality of innocent mortals. They cling to them for 
strength and life like fungus to trees or barnacles to 
ships. Work and pray, love. Keeping your mind in har- 
mony with God will drive them away, my poor dove. 


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These three dark spirits are too ignorant and lazy to 
work or study. They have formed the habit of tor- 
menting honest mediums so that some of them cannot 
get the truth. Doll-baby, they do not like you because 
you are good, pure and true. 

'‘Heloise, write often to your mother and send her 
two nice Christmas presents now. She will spend 
Christmas over here with her parents that are making 
great preparation for her.” 

“I will send her some candy, a ring and lots of dainty 
things, today.” 

A month later I received a long letter from papa 
telling me the sad news of mama’s death, also a letter 
from sister Flora telling me how happily she died with- 
out a pain. She saw her parents come for her just as 
Eno said they would. Christmas morning I felt her 
kiss me. I saw a handsome ruby ring she is keeping 
for me until we meet again. “Elva, she showed me her 
beautiful robes, jewels and home. Dear, she is rich, 
young, and lives in a wonderful mansion, just as you 
and I will do some day if we are good. Elva, dear, my 
mother was a perfect angel. I am glad all her children 
were married and happy before she left us. I am so 
glad your Aunt Gloria lives in California near us. We 
will visit her soon.” 

Often Eno and mother came to me. What a sweet 
comfort in my darkest hours when mourning for her, to 
look up with tear-blinded eyes and see my angel mother 
smile at me, her sweet, gentle lips pressed to my own. 
I thank God I often hear her sweet, soft, melodious 
voice close to my ear. She and my angels fill my life 
with beauty, sunshine and ecstasy. 

Elva, sweetheart, my soul traveled to my future 
home. It was beautiful and real as our own is here. 
I was with mama and Eno. Her home was in the 
center of a small farm, something like our city park. 
The lawn was light green. All kinds of flowers grew 
beside the walk. On one side was a big bed of bright 
flowers nestled on the lawn in the form of a big butter- 
fly, the wings of which were a variety of red, blue and 
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violets. This butterfly of sweet flowers was perfect. 
Some of the flowers do not grow on earth ; they will 
be cultivated here later. A magnificent fountain with 
marble cupids playing on golden harp wafted real music 
toward us as the water played over them. 

She showed me her casket of valuable jewels and 
some of the gold dishes. She has musical instruments 
in every part of the house. She has pianos in the 
halls and a pipe organ in her bed room. Her furniture 
was gorgeous. 

Mama’s helpers are students working their way 
through college. They are treated as herself. There 
are no servants on higher planes. All have what they 
earn and no more. 

The most intelligent own the best homes and farms 
in Mars. In one room people were dancing; the beau- 
tiful floor looked like burnished gold. The lights were 
all the colors of the rainbow. It seemed that the winds 
had been captured to sigh through the rooms, the music 
was so subdued and sweet. Boys and girls wore pretty 
robes. The maids and youths that danced were once 
old and poor in the world. I saw faces I once knew. 
Mother owns a large library of valuable books and 
music. 

I enjoyed her bungalow by the sea most. The sea 
was calm and beautiful as a topaz; no waves at all. 
The wonderful water seemed to be charged with elec- 
tricity. It seemed like a tonic to be near it. We swam, 
rather floated in it. It was like a milk bath. We felt 
a gentle vibration such as one feels when listening to a 
great pipe organ. The deep sea was blue and golden 
and warm in summer. It was more invigorating than 
our water and lighter in weight. We felt a continuous 
soothing tremolo. “Mama dear, I know now you have 
your reward for being such a sweet Christian mother.” 

Eno took me to visit the temples. They were round 
and massive. Thousands were singing songs similar 
to our oratorio. In another a great man was lecturing 
in the Martian language ; it was simple. He spoke 
without effort. They sang after he had finished his 
discourse. All seemed so calm and dignified. 


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Each church in Mars had wonderful large pipe or- 
gans made of hardwood. Some had seven long white 
and black rows of keys ; the black ones were made of 
solid polished jet. There were golden harps built in 
the wall with pipes from the organ behind the strings. 
The sound set the golden strings in motion and caused 
the harps to accompany the voices. 

Again I saw the great canals, which were under per- 
fect control. The canals make the climate perfect. All 
the land is utilized. Each farm is as neat and pretty 
as our parks are. I saw more gentlemen than ladies. 
Everybody seemed happy and busy. I saw great de- 
partment stores and public buildings near the canal. I 
noticed one long machine shop or great power house 
to lift the gates of the canals. The house was full of 
windows. 

All laws are kept and founded on the ten command- 
ments. There are no slums or slaves in other worlds 
above us. They inhabit the earth and purgatory. 

Eno and I drank a wonderful sparkling liquid from a 
golden loving cup. It tasted like old champagne, yet 
not intoxicating. It waved, sparkled and danced like 
sunbeams in a mountain spring. “Eno, dear, why does 
this nectar sparkle so?” 

“My dear, it is charged with electricity. It is a tonic. 
Come, love, you are needed on earth. Men are plan- 
ning to blow up the “Times.” Do you wish to come 
as a witness?” 

“Yes, Eno, how can I help you?” 

“Telephone to the police in Los Angeles and warn 
them. Heloise, I want to save the men that are work- 
ing in the building; they will burn to death.” 

“Oh, Eno, I hate to telephone, the police will say, 
I am crazy ! no one will believe me. Oh, what shall I 
do?” 

“Come, love, and see the cruel men, ignorant of the 
sorrow and misery they are about to cause.” 

We floated in the glorious starlight, first acsending, 
then gradually descending to earth, covered in dark- 
ness. I saw three men put dynamite in the basement; 
one was ill or very nervous. Eno could see he had 
lung trouble. The smaller one did the work planned 

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by two others. I trembled when I saw him. I heard 
an awful explosion, with groans of men suffering in 
terrible agony. From this fearful shock the souls 
(even after death) were insane for days, thinking they 
were still burning in the Times. There were millions 
of angels besides Eno trying to comfort and help them. 
The shock and pain was too much for their minds. 
“Eno, why did they cause these innocent men to 
suffer?” 

“Selfishness and ignorance did it. The world will 
never be made better by such crimes, dear. Heloise, 
the only way to make the world better is to make bet- 
ter laws. The rich and poor should love each other 
and be friends; even a rich man likes to be loved. Be 
true to them and they will do more for you.” 

“Eno, I am glad I love the rich and poor just alike, 
most of us are doing the best we can.” 

Later I saw the picture of the man in the papers. 
They caught the right men. I saw him at the trial. It 
was the very same one I had seen blow up the Times 
and cause all those dear, precious souls to suffer. The 
noble good district attorney that sent them to prison 
was influenced by unseen angels to do so. I know he 
punished the guilty men. He certainly deserves a rich 
reward from the state, yet I do not know the gentle- 
man. “Heloise, the world needs good men like him. 
The people are longing for good, honest men ; men that 
will make the world brighter and better.” 

A few days later I saw Eno and my mother ma- 
terialize when I was at home wide awake. My hus- 
band was sleeping in the same room. Eno showed me 
flowers, jewels, robes and love letters written in the 
air. Elva and I saw lights floating in the room. I saw 
faces and hands that look like those of mortals. I 
saw ladies, gentlemen, pretty girls, children and babies. 
They came from other worlds. I saw dear friends I 
once knew, with my mother floating around, gracefully 
as a bird could fly. “Tonight, dear, we will take you 
to visit the stars ; you shall see them as they look 
from. Earth and Mars.” 

“Elva, my darling child, I will picture some wonder- 
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^at since I have developed, my dreams are all true. 
uolU that is a fact. I remember all that happens. 
Elva, some would call this vision a dream. I know 
my soul traveled while my body was resting. The 
subconscious mind cannot lie. Last night mother stood 
by my bed all dressed in white. Eno also wore white. 

Heloise, we will visit the war zone before we do 
the stars tonight. It will not take us long; we travel 
as fast as thought can.” I felt myself going up with 
ecstasy. How happy I am floating away with Eno 
and mother in space. No wonder the birds sing so 
sweetly because they can fly so high. Flying in an 
airship is not so wonderful as floating in ether with 
your loved ones. 

We saw all Europe and Mexico fighting. “Heloise, 
do you remember when I foretold that this war would 
take place?” 

“Yes, Eno. The San Francisco earthquake happened 
when you said it would, years ago.” 

THE ALLIES WILL WIN. 

“The party that caused the war is the one that will 
get whipped. The present European war is the blood- 
iest, the most cruel in all the history of the human race. 
Gluttony, ignorance and selfishness caused it; it is 
heartless, wholesale murder; it is a crime.” We saw 
honest soldiers forced to drive good farmers to fight. 
Later the enemy forced those farmers’ wives, mothers 
and children in the storm to starve and die. Some re- 
turned to see their dear homes burned to the ground. 
We saw hundreds of poor young girls with war babies 
in their little helpless arms, crying with hunger. All 
Europe and Mexico is hungry, sad, discouraged and 
dying. It was terrible agony. “Heloise, can you real- 
ize now it is nobler to make farmers than soldiers?” 

“What can I do to help stop war, Eno?” 

“Pray and work for universal love and peace, influ- 
ence, in every way you can, soldiers and sailors to 
strike. That is, to refuse to fight. It is better for a 
soldier to be shot than to kill another in war. All na- 
tions should vote for universal peace; all should sign 


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a contract or treaty of peace. The end of war would 
come with universality of democracy, with universal 
brotherly love and education, with honest, good intel- 
ligent policemen all over the world to prevent crime, 
instead of punishing the law breakers.” We prayed 
for peace, love and rest. With broken hearts we sadly 
floated away to Mars. 

That loved country has two moons. It takes 687 
days to revolve around the sun. Its days are twice as 
long as ours. The night is not so dark or long. There 
is about one half as much snow at the poles as we 
have. The canals run East and West, not from pole 
to pole. The Martians make better use of electricity 
than we do. They have more brains and energy than 
mortals. Eno and mother weigh one-third less than 
they did when on earth. Their forms are now preg- 
nant with electricity, so they can float. It takes them 
a long time to learn to float and get used to conditions. 
I saw very few clouds. The great planet is radiant 
with energy, life and electricity. The two moons are 
small, but powerful, to give out so much light. The 
canals had higher waves than the ocean. The climate 
was perfect and somewhat like Denver would be if 
near the sea. No one gets tired there. The air is 
cool and bracing, yet delightful. 

We visited Venus next. Here we found the same 
climate as California^ a little warmer than Mars and 
not half so many canals. “Heloise, love, your world 
will have the same social conditions in one hundred 
years, as now exist in Venus. Love, a natural law in 
the spiritual world, exists in all planets. There is no 
poverty or slums in this beautiful star of love and har- 
mony.” 

“Eno, have we just as much wealth in the world 
as have Mars and Venus?” 

“They have more, dear. The world is young, rich, 
selfish and ignorant. They must learn that happiness 
consists in making others happy.” The Venetians were 
generous and polite. Hope, my beautiful angel, took 
me in her arms and insisted that I should visit her. 
We walked to her home slowly that I might see the 


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other magnificent homes. All were two story build- 
ings, full of windows. The schools are white and 
round, built in the center of a small farm. A farmer, 
here, can raise more from one acre than a man on earth 
can from fifty. 

There is no war or sin in Venus. Wealth and love 
reign. There is a Queen and King only in each home. 
Each angel had two children, a son and a daughter — 
it was impossible for a mother to give birth to more. 
The children look alike and are never parted. They 
are twin-souls and are married after they graduate 
from university. “Mother, I wish the same law would 
pass in America; then we would have a better and 
stronger race.” Hope’s home was beautiful. Her hus- 
band was tall, about six feet, with dark wavy hair, 
large blue eyes, broad shoulders. He was very grace- 
ful and polite. Her two babies looked alike, only the 
little girl was small, like Hope. She talked baby talk 
to them and nursed them the same as a mother would 
on earth. Hope, how often do you nurse them? I in- 
quired. About every three hours. They were perfect 
children. All they wore is a napkin and one plain 
white dress. No one wore shoes, corsets or hats. No 
wonder they are rich. “Heloise, dear, think how rich 
you all would be if there was no war, or whiskey, to- 
bacco, drugs, and mortals lived the simple life as they 
do here.” 

Hope and her husband played and sang for us. 
Their music was perfect. He played the violin, she 
the piano. They owned valuable instructive books. 
Her husband was a farmer part of the time. He had 
an office in town. They owned large black and white 
cows, horses and big black chickens. I saw tiny canary 
birds that would sing all day long. I saw a white 
kitty and a tiny black dog in the yard. I did not see 
any weeds, thorns or flies. 

All had perfect health. They were beautiful and 
Christ-like. They had a new religion and new school 
system. Everything was practical. I visited a school 
and saw the teacher and the children. They had music 
and other lessons as we have. Just before the children 


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left they all took deep breathing lessons so they could 
float faster. They were light in weight as little 
fairies. 

The children repeated after their teacher. They were 
small children, learning to memorize as a student would 
here : 

“All we do succeeds,” they said. “We are happiness. 
Opulence is mine. Life, energy, vitality belong to us. 
We have love, harmony and immortality. Our pray- 
ers are answered.” The little ones knew that all that 
they said was true. They had faith. 

Instead of running home they floated home, playing 
in the air. Some of the best teachers had light around 
their beautiful heads. “Heloise, my dear, it is late. 
For the sake of your health we will finish our tour 
of the stars after you are rested. Your body on earth 
needs nourishment and sunshine.” Hope put her arms 
around mama. We floated back to earth in a circle, 
just as if we were stars traveling around an orbit. 
Eno traveled that way so I would ask some more 
childish questions. 

I woke up about noon. The sun was shining 
brightly in my room. “Mama, here is your breakfast 
and a letter from Denver.” 

“My dear Heloise : Caleb and I are married and 
happy. He was once engaged to Sister Dolorine. She 
died a year ago. The cabin in the mountains where 
your lover died, is given us to promulgate science. 
A seance is held every day and night by honest medi- 
ums for investigators and honest skeptics. All are wel- 
come. My husband has a large new sanitarium in 
Denver. He has cured several thousand of lung 
trouble. He is a doctor of the soul, now, and heals, 
mentally, the worst cases of insanity. He has proven 
in most of the cases that it is only obsession. All pa- 
tients have their liberty and are treated very tenderly. 
Doctor Isaac, his assistant, has cured over one thou- 
sand cases. My husband said that he is the best doc- 
tor he ever knew of. He heals by suggestion. Dr. 
Isaac has a large college here of Science and Philos- 
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“Heloise, dear, please visit the wonderful dear Dr. 
J. M. Peebles; he has a college of Science and Philos- 
ophy in Los Angeles, Cal., where they heal by science 
and suggestion. There you can take a course in Sug- 
gestive Therapeutics. I hope Elva will take a full 
course there. She will learn so much which she will 
make use of in after life. All crime and sickness can 
be cured by proper suggestion. Please come and see 
us soon as you can. Heloise, your father is here on a 
wedding tour with a beautiful rich widow. They will 
visit California soon. Come and visit the dear artistic 
cabin in the mountains once again. There, where we 
both met our fate. How strange we should both meet 
our spirit mates in this beautiful mountain. Eno often 
comes to help us in our work. Eno tells us that Dr. 
Isaac is perfect and can cure any case in the world if 
he takes it in time. Please answer soon. Sincerely, 
Bee Sargent.” 

“Kiss mama good-night, Elva, darling; I am tired 
and must sleep.” I tried to sleep, but Lena, Bill and 
A1 came, commenced talking, swearing and abusing 
me so I began to cry. Eno came and drove them away. 

“Heloise, never pay any attention to their insane 
chatter and babble ; no one pays any attention to them 
here. For they are dangerous outcasts, suffering for 
the awful crimes they corhmitted on earth and on lower 
planes over here. They steal, swear and lie yet, and 
are very poor and deceitful. They impersonate good 
angels.” 

“Eno, why are they so wicked and cruel?” 

“Their parents are the same. They lie because it 
is a habit. The three are too stupid to try to improve 
or get out of their past conditions. They will not 
progress.” 

“Eno, darling, I fear and hate them.” 

“Doll baby, forget them by keeping very busy and 
happy ; finish your book and read yourself asleep, love. 
Bless your sweet little heart, I will return for you 
soon as I drive these wicked beings out. I have a 
right to protect my own, that is the law here. They 

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know you as my wife here, babe. Kiss me good-bye, 
love, Heloise. I see you do not know how to kiss.” 

Soon I fell sound asleep reading “Spirit Mates,” by 
J. M. Peebles. It is a wonderful book and true. 

“Heloise, dove, are you ready for another pleasure 
trip among the stars and suns?” 

“Yes, darling, I hope I go and never return.” 

“I see my little doll is getting too aristocratic to 
live in God’s footstool any longer. Angels will come 
for you, pet, as soon as your work is done. The world 
needs you now, so be contented and do your work 
cheerfully and well.” 

“How beautiful your robes are tonight ; how did you 
ever find such a strange beautiful blue robe, woven 
here and there with perfect golden stars?” I looked in 
the glass. I wore beautiful long white robes. Eno 
pointed to my bed and smiled. There I saw my old 
body sleeping. 

“Dear, that is all you will sufifer in death. Please 
never worry or fear again.” I tried to lift the big 
blue book on the table. I could not move it. 

He took me in his arms and kissed me. “Doll, you 
are light as a feather and sweeter than Heaven.” I 
felt myself being lifted up in his strong young arms. 
I playfully kissed myself good-bye. I felt of my old 
cheek and pinched my new cheek and Eno’s arm and 
all three bits of flesh felt and looked the same, only 
Eno’s arm felt hard and strong and firm. 

“Eno, you look the same as you did on earth, only 
much nicer.” He kissed me passionately and lifted 
me up rapidly. We went through the roof as well 
as the air. Up, up, swiftly, breathlessly. 

“O ! Eno, I cannot tell how I love to float with you 
among the stars.” At the right we could see Mars. 
How glorious Saturn looks, with his two bright golden 
rings and tinted bands. “Eno, why so many belts 
around him?” 

“Love, those are canals. Later you will see them 
close to you.” 

“Eno, why do I see so many beautiful colors around 
the stars near Saturn and Jupiter?” 


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'They are new stars which God is preparing to be 
inhabited some day. Mercury is more advanced and 
will soon be inhabited. It is too hot now. It will be 
perfect as Mars is some day and gradually recede from 
the sun. Then its orbit will become fixed.” 

"Eno, darling, it is Heavenly to me to float around 
the stars.” 

“Love, here among the stars everything is very 
sacred and immortal, pet.” 

“O ! Eno, look at Saturn now, with his wonderful 
rings suspended around it as if by a miracle.” 

“Heloise, no dark spirits like Bill and A1 could ever 
wade through the lights of Saturn, in millions of years. 
They cannot even float ten feet yet.” 

“Eno, they are too lazy to try.” 

“None but the developed and the pure in heart shall 
ever see God. Heloise, Saturn has twelve Satellites, 
as Jupiter has.” We watched Saturn’s moons circle 
gracefully around him, like fair children on a summer’s 
day about their mother’s knee, or like girls dancing 
around the “Queen of May.” Between the two rings 
around Saturn we floated down to the very head of 
it. The light was so bright that I could scarcely see 
at first. I cannot describe such a glorious light. Sil- 
very light, without any night. 

“Eno, this must be Heaven.” 

“It is very near it, dear. I will be glad when you 
and I come here.” 

“Eno, I wish we could live here now.” 

I noticed the rings now hung over the equator. The 
Saturnians were half light. Around their heads I could 
see pink, blue and violet lights which formed a large 
halo. They were very spiritual and artistic. Angels 
in this great, wonderful planet, live in harmony, form- 
ing a great corporation for good. They work together 
in love and unison. This is the secret of their success 
and happiness. The Saturnians are angelic mission- 
aries going from planet to planet, doing their Father’s 
will. How fortunate to be a child of the King, the 
Creator of this vast planetary system and millions upon 
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we could travel for billions of years as fast as the light- 
ning goes, we would not get to the end of God’s won- 
derful Starland. Infinite intelligence is more than we 
can conceive of. 

“Come, Heloise, pet, we have stayed too long here, 
love ; we must visit other planets and be contented with 
a glimpse at each now. Some day we will come here 
to live.” 

Eno again took me in his arms while we floated 
above Saturn over hills, valleys and deep, clear lakes, 
tinged with gold. All we saw was perfect in form. 
As we floated above, long after we had left the planet 
we heard the sweet birds singing in Saturn. We saw 
Uranus and Neptune and their lovely moons. 

“O Eno, what great striped planet is that with all 
those moons?” 

“It is Jupiter, love. Jupiter has twelve moons. As- 
tronomers on earth have only discovered nine so far. 
From Mars they can see twelve.” The moons looked 
like our own only much brighter and traveled faster. 
The stripes around Jupiter proved to be perfect canals, 
larger and better than the ones in Mars. They flowed 
from East to West. There is no night in Jupiter nor 
any ignorance. The light filled our souls with rapture. 
We took on the mental conditions of the people. Here 
our souls found rest. At last we had found perfect 
love and harmony. No war or sin or rich or poor here. 
They were rich in music and wisdom and lived in 
perfect health and ecstasy. No one was unhappy, for 
they practiced the Golden Rule daily. They used no 
money, but exchanged goods. They traded music les- 
sons for painting, fruit for flowers, etc. They ate one 
small meal a day and drank pure clear water, often. 
Every one had perfect health, they could see and hear 
miles away. In that great planet there was no space 
or distance that kept the people from communicating 
with each other. Any one could stay at home with 
his family and converse with a friend on the other side 
of the planet and hear every word distinctly and see 
him at the same time. They used no telephones. It 


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was all done by the mind. Mind did away with all 
mechanical contrivances. 

All men did was to live in ecstasy with the wife they 
adored and enjoy their friends, praising- God for all 
their blessings. No one lived alone here; each pair 
lived perfectly happy with their two children. These 
four will never be parted through all eternity. 

“Eno I would be an ungrateful, mean sinner to 
do wrong now, after seeing how much God loves us, 
dear.’’ 

“We have not seen an ion of all he has created yet, 
Heloise, love. We will discover new worlds in flying 
heavenward ; the longer we soar above, the more we 
praise God for His love. Heloise, dove, do you see 
those seven bright azure and golden stars above us?” 

“Eno, their great beauty holds me spell-bound with 
rapture. O angels of light and beauty, open those 
Pleiad eyes liquid and tender. Let me lose myself 
among their depths. O such glorious splendor.” 

“Heloise, love, the Pleiades are a silvery prismatic 
rosette of diamonds where angels of romance adore 
their loved ones.” 

“Eno, I wish there was a golden chain that would 
link us in these stars forever, dear heart.” 

“Doll, the affection we have for each other is 
stronger than any chain. These planets are held to- 
gether by gravitation just as we are, pet. St. John 
saw these seven brilliant stars in a vision. The holy 
churches are now burning seven golden candlesticks, 
pleading to the Saints that live here. The ancient 
Egyptians had temples erected in honor of these stars.” 

“Eno, I want to go back to our home in Mars. My 
soul is not ready for Heaven. I am bewildered and 
overcome with so much light and beauty.” 

“Heloise, you see that each one must begin on earth 
and ‘work out their own salvation with fear arid 
trem.bling,’ as Jesus said ; no soul can skip from Earth 
to Heaven in a day. We are too young to enjoy 
Heaven now and too ignorant. We will glide down to 
Mars and stay from now on : ‘Thy will be done.’ ” 


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“Eno, I love this beautiful home and you, more than 
all the universe.” 

“Heloise, pet, peace, rest and love at home are the 
harmonies in the symphony of the soul. Love, after 
you have rested we will dine, then visit the Observa- 
tory so you may view the stars from Mars.” 

The long table in the large, beautiful dining room 
was filled with fruit, nuts and flowers. The fruit 
was delicious and much larger than any on earth. 
The bread was filled with nuts and dried fruit. The 
last course was peaches and rich, sweet cream. The 
peaches are about the size of our muskmelons, the 
grapes about twice as large as any on earth. 

We visited the most perfect observatory in Mars. 
Eno helped me up the steps. Together we looked 
through the powerful clear crystal lens. No human 
could ever invent such a perfect telescope. We saw 
part of the Milky Way. “My dove, these stars are new 
and young.” I seemed to see God’s incubator where 
new worlds are born. With the naked eyes, from Mars, 
the Milky Way looks like a million tinted pearls float- 
ing in a circle of violet light. When looking through 
the glass each was the size of the Earth’s moon, yet 
all these stars are invisible from the Earth. After look- 
ing longer I saw that each star was tinted a light blue, 
pink and a golden silvery white. These pearls of the 
heavens floated separately in their orbits. I saw mil- 
lions and millions of these silvery white stars floating 
about four feet apart. Each had a2 light near it, 
and was in constant motion, about the same as the 
Earth. Here we see more glorious wonders proving 
God’s infinite intelligence. God is preparing new 
worlds among these heavenly pearls for all the souls 
he has ever created. (“In My Father’s house are 
many mansions.”) 

Eno and I then visited a massive white round temple 
and heard a lecture spoken under inspiration of an 
archangel, Jeanne d’Arc. Her guardian is Jesus. The 
speaker received facts by thought transference. 

“My heavenly home is now among the Pleiades. I 
was cruelly abused on Earth for the sake of truth. 


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Those that caused my death are still suffering in dark- 
est purgatory. One of the voices I heard on Earth was 
my twin-soul that showed me in what manner I might 
win liberty for France. Our home is a round palace 
or crystal of light surrounded with trees and fruit and 
flowers. Jesus is sometimes our guest. His presence 
with us is Holy joy and comfort.” 

After the lecture mama took us to her home to a 
joyous gathering. Games were played on the lawn. 
Trees in the rear were loaded with perfect fruit, the 
branches were filled with various colored singing birds. 
We heard other birds singing a long distance from 
us. Our eyes are so perfect we can see for miles. I 
could hear my little Elva on earth talking to some 
girls. The air is pure and bracing. At this party I 
saw mama’s friends I loved on Earth. After the party 
I kissed Aunt Elvira and mother good-bye. 

Eno and I floated home again. While sitting with 
him by the cheerful fireplace, we sat in silence, we 
saw lovely visions of God and His Holy family. The 
white and azure lights around our Savior are dazzling 
in their brilliancy. “Heloise, pet, I thank God our 
prayers are heard; at last you are my own wife for- 
ever.” “Eno, I am perfectly happy with you here in 
God’s Heavenly Starland.” “Heloise, my sweet angel, 
my wife, we will worship Him forever, for our union 
and glorious resurrection.” 


The End. 


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